George’s father came home from work and gave George many amazing toys. George did not know what to do with it all. The importance was lost on him at such a young age. George could feel the power though, every time he touched these amazing gifts his palms would sweat and he found it hard to speak.
The house from that day on echoed with his mother’s voice as she would reprimand him. “Georgy! Put that down! We didn’t give you all of this just so you could go and destroy the world with it!”
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