Prologue

The little gameboy sat in the Thrift Store, just waiting to be bought. The outside was an old plastic and the screen was a little dirty but still usable. The door of the store rung and a mother with a young boy, only 7, entered. The little boy had 10 ten dollars in his fist, ready to be spent.
The little boy ran into the toy section and started rummaging for his new treasure. As he looked, the colorful buttons of the gameboy must of caught the boy's eyes as he was now reaching for it. He held the little colorful thing in his hands as if it was some sort of diamond. The Mom almost knew she would get it for him, as it was his money.
The two walked up to the counter and payed for it.
"Thank you thank you thank you!" The little boy said happily.