When I was smaller I remember seeing toy story and imagining
what it must be like to one of my toys. Looking back I would imagine it being
like a country torn by war. My little brother and I weren’t the most gentle
when it came to playing often accidently breaking toys and in an effort to continue
the finding some tape then throwing it back in the line of duty. So after
another regaling adventure of blue superman and capeless batman the disgruntled
superhero spies, who powers constantly change, where their missions quickly
escalated into an all-out war; involving every toy we could find, stretching from
the grass lands of the play room to the frozen oceans of my room all the way to
the deserts of my brothers room only ending in the world’s greatest football game
where our heroes are left in at a be continued tomorrow where they will be forced
to lose the families they just risked their lives to save.
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