Captain
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- Joined
- Apr 10, 2020
- Member Type
- Student or Learner
- Native Language
- Dutch
- Home Country
- Netherlands
- Current Location
- Netherlands
Please fix. It's not homework. I wrote this for practice.
I was exposed to the realm of video games early on in my childhood. The first titles I tried had poor visuals, clumsy game play mechanics, and tedious level designs. At that time, this led me to forming the conception that video games were a dull means to kill time. However, in 2009, my parents bought me a PS2 for Christmas with a game that had been recommended by the cashier. It was Resident Evil 4 (RE4).
Due to my previous unfortunate experience with video games, I thought my parents had squandered money on the console, but I feigned surprise and excitement, as I didn't want them to feel disappointed. The night before Christmas, after my family and I had (had?) dinner, I rushed into my room, plugged the console on my TV, inserted the RE4 disc in the console, and started the game. Not even an hour elapsed and I was already glued to the coach. The scenery of the rural village, the design of the infected inhabitants, the music, the plot, and the guns created a unique and unnerving atmosphere that had me vigilant and immersed. That night, I spent five hours on end in front of the TV shooting up villagers, exploring my surroundings, and collecting as much treasures and eggs as I could to sell them later on to the merchant.
I was exposed to the realm of video games early on in my childhood. The first titles I tried had poor visuals, clumsy game play mechanics, and tedious level designs. At that time, this led me to forming the conception that video games were a dull means to kill time. However, in 2009, my parents bought me a PS2 for Christmas with a game that had been recommended by the cashier. It was Resident Evil 4 (RE4).
Due to my previous unfortunate experience with video games, I thought my parents had squandered money on the console, but I feigned surprise and excitement, as I didn't want them to feel disappointed. The night before Christmas, after my family and I had (had?) dinner, I rushed into my room, plugged the console on my TV, inserted the RE4 disc in the console, and started the game. Not even an hour elapsed and I was already glued to the coach. The scenery of the rural village, the design of the infected inhabitants, the music, the plot, and the guns created a unique and unnerving atmosphere that had me vigilant and immersed. That night, I spent five hours on end in front of the TV shooting up villagers, exploring my surroundings, and collecting as much treasures and eggs as I could to sell them later on to the merchant.