I started a game on the net. |
It’s called the "Mouse Game". You sell tickets to your friends and make money. |
But if I start making lots of money, the other players will have a grudge against me. |
There will be people who want to kill me then, so I have to be careful. |
At first I thought this was just a game, but it made me feel bad after a while, and I wanted to cry. |
There was a questionnaire that came with the game asking me what I thought of it, so I wrote the company telling them what I honestly thought. |
I guess they know who I am now and don’t like me. |
I’m sad. |
I don’t like games like that. |
I’d rather play a game that everyone can laugh with and enjoy together. |
It isn’t for me. |