I have many games. Some are big, some are small. Some are incredibly fun, and some are a bore. I have so many games, I always get new ones. I sit and I play, roll the dice then move the spaces I need to make. So many games, so much to choose from.

I look at my collection of games all are perfectly lined up one by one up on a wall from which to choose from. I look and I stare oh it’s always such hard choice but once I choose my heart always rejoice.

When I’m tired of board games I play some video games. I sit and stare at the screen while my mommy and daddy are asleep. There always so tired they have no time to play. They always tell me “I’m sorry son but not today.” To which I reply “alright that’s okay!” So I play and I play all by myself. It’s okay though because as I play another single player game, I wait and anticipate until I can play a multiplayer game. It doesn’t matter who it’s with, a friend, my mother, my father, or any sibling that’s at home. I’ll wait and wait. Until then which game should I play?