Stories about The GOAT
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First StoryMohammed Kitchen’s Adventures
Story 1 The Case of the Runner-Up “Hello folks, and welcome to the 1997 Intercontinental UNO Championship! Today is the final match of the bracket, featuring the 8th seed from the USA, 9 year old Mohammed Kitchen! His opponent, the favorite, the 1 seed out of Asia, we have Sun Li Kong!” Fast forward to the end of the match. I was so close, with one card left, when he played a wild card. He laid down a blue 1, and I played my red 1. It was January 8, 1998. Exactly one year since I won the championship. I had deposited most of my money, about 2 million dollars, into my college fund, and used the rest for “personal reasons”. In other words, I spent the other 1.5 million dollars on a bunch of stuff I wanted. The trophy was kept in the family trophy case, right in the middle. The all-day-every-day belt was kept by me at all times. The all-day-ever-day meant that I could be challenged any time, including the middle of the school day. I was still living the dream, until it happened. Two cops came to our home and asked to see me, Mohammed Kitchen. I was wearing normal clothes without my belts or money, but I had my signature skull and crossbones necklace. The police said they would pay me $2000 to ID someone. Little did I know, I would never get the money. As soon as we got to the place, I was hit atop the head, and knocked out. When I came to, I was back in my room. I was confused, but then I noticed the note on my desk. It read, “Give Sun Li the trophy and 1.5 million dollars, or we’ll take it by force.” I scoffed. My house was impossible to break into, unless you were going to challenge me, which I knew they wouldn’t. I thought I was safe. I really thought so. Now this part is confusing because, as you know, my house is max security, with cameras, locks, and guard dogs. One day while I was at school I was challenged for my belt. Got a terrible hand, and was nearly defeated, but I pulled through and won. When I got back, I looked in the trophy case, and the trophy was GONE! I quickly called my parents, but they didn’t answer. I went to my room, and there was a note. It said, “warned you.” I was then hit and knocked out. When I came to, I was in my room. My computer and monitors were gone. I slapped myself. Of course! They were worth more than $700,000 combined! I should have known Sun Li wouldn’t give up that easily. I needed proof. I bought a fingerprint kit, and dusted my desk. I found one print, which I photographed. I then sent it to the Korean government to see if it was Sun Li. I then went outside, to find a stomped out campfire, coffee cups, and Pepsi bottles. They must have been up all night. Later, I realized this was true. I found no other clues, so I went inside. I took the clues, and found that the government had texted back, confirming that it was Sun Li. I bought a ticket to Korea, and scheduled a court hearing once there, and Sun Li got arrested on charges of stealing, attempted murder, kidnapping, and breaking and entering. I found my parents, and we all had a long embrace. But I still wondered, how did they get into my house? Upon getting home, I realized they got in through a hatch in the roof for hurricanes, because I live in New Orleans, and then through a loose floorboard in a part of the attic above my room. I got my pc, monitors, and trophy back, plus compensation for my parents being kidnapped. I guess that this story has a happy ending after all. THE END |