Introduction

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==The Start of Something New==
I have always been fascinated with computers: how they function, coding, and everything to do with them. I know I sound like a nerd, I mean, I am one, but that's beside the point.
I'm Connore, Connore Campbell; it's pronounced Con-ner. My mother always thought it was adorable, but I often wish I had been named something normal like James or John. I am — or at least was — a computer geek who worked for several companies throughout my career.
I could tell you exactly how a computer functions and how to code it any way you would ever desire, no matter how specific that may be, but to save you time I'll just tell my story, a story that, in retrospect, was quite fun.
==Introduction==
It was after I had been fired by those bean counters (if you're confused about what that is it's an accountant) at Graysen Mobile. Yeah yeah, I know that I shouldn't have been taking selfies with every computer I redesigned, but come on, did they have to fire me for this?
Anyways, after having to sit through an enlightening scream fest by the CEO of Graysen Mobile, I made my way to my favorite shop. Can you guess what it sells?
... No?...
Computers!
I could spend hours sitting there, taking them apart one by one and putting them back together... but if I did this the manager would most likely call the police on me — I don't do well in confined rooms with angry people. 
You probably don't want to hear about how I grabbed some donuts from Jay's Donuts and Doogles (To this day, I still have no idea what a Doogle is) and how I spent 3 hours coding a software that jumpscares anyone who inputs the wrong password into my computer.
Now we reached the fun part — the fun part for you anyways. I was walking out of my apartment to escape my neighbor's Shitzu — yes, that's what it's called, make fun of it all you want — and I dropped my donut. When I looked down, it wasn't there.
I stared at the ground, thinking that I needed to make another appointment with a therapist, and after standing there for several minutes and looking like a complete weirdo, I went back to my apartment and finally had some sleep; I wonder where my neighbor's dog went.
I woke up to aggressive pounding on my apartment door. I slowly got out of bed with my blanket still over my head and tripped on an old monitor I had laying around; everybody needs a spare monitor... or 2... or 3... or maybe 7. With a giant red lump now on the left side of my head, I answered the door.
It was my next door neighbor. She told me she had called the cops and if I didn't return her dog she would press charges.
I slowly looked around, first left, then right, then I said "Who are you again?"
I wasn't trying to anger her or anything like that, I'm just not a morning person. Confused, she yells at me — and she spits when she yells: "You know exactly who I am, and if you don't give my dog back I'll have you arrested you.. you.." 
At that point, I closed the door slowly as she stood there. Still drowsy I made my way back to my bed, but the Lego piece on my floor had something to say about me being tired.
After having a very interesting trip to the doctor to get the Lego piece out from my foot, not to mention that all the staff thought that I had something wrong with me — how could I tell, you ask? By the strange looks I'd get from the hospital staff when I was walking out.
... You're trying to imagine what I look like by now right?
Right?
Oh, I guess you're not.
I guess you don't need to know then.
==Chapter 2==
By now you may be wondering, why are we getting chapters 1 and 2 on the same page.
Frankly, I'm lazy, I don't wanna spend all night thinking of how I should put chapter 2 on another page (believe I would spend all night thinking about something like that).
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If I recall it was on April 1st, 2002.
It was my birthday, at least that's what my mom told me when I was young; she always refused to let me see my birth certificate, she used to say "You just need to trust me that your birthday is on the 1st."
I woke up and made some of those things you put in the toaster that have jelly-like stuff on the inside (I forgot the name). Usually, the other tenants in the building surprise me when I walk out the door to go to work (I found another computer job), they scream "Happy birthday" and I scream "MY FOOT!", since one of the ladies in the apartment wears high heels and... you know the rest.
I walked out of the door and...
There was no one.
Confused I walked around, peeking around some corners for no reason, and found my neighbor's dog collar; huh, the collar was in the same place where my donut vanished.
Then I had a realization!
What if...
This was all a big prank for my birthday.
Smiling, I got into my car and drove to work, where I reassembled some computers, gave a few lectures on how coding is an important skill, and got drenched by an oncoming car that drove through a massive puddle.
I went back to my apartment building, and for some reason there were a lot of police cars there. I walked past them, and one of the officers asked if I had seen the other tenants, I replied that I just hadn't in a while. 
He had blonde hair and looked to be Brazilian, I asked if his family were natural blondes from Brazil. He replied yes.
==True Realization==
It finally dawned upon me.
What if...
They had all disappeared because...
They all booked a vacation without me.
I mean how inconsiderate of them not to ask me into this. I mean, I've been living with those people in the same building for 4 years, how could they not invite me?
Fuming, I went back to my bedroom, the sound of sirens still present as officers investigated the other rooms. I noticed that all of my monitors were gone, all 2... maybe there were 3... no, there were 7 monitors; strange how stuff keeps disappearing.
"Crazy, I used to be crazy, they locked me in a room, a rubber room, a rubber room with rats, rats drive me crazy."
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