Wow And My Life

These things are very similar, WoW and my life. So this is where my story of playing and coming to love the game comes into my life. I started to like WoW when I was 4, yes 4, when WoW came out. My dads cousin has just gotten it and everyday me and my dad would go and watch him play, I bet he got annoyed, but this game, it was so cool! After a while or when i was 6, My dad threw a fit and we got the game, and this is when my heroic journey. My first toon ever started was a nelf druid. I never played her after 1 lvl. My dad was playing his Orc Rogue(Who he still has to this day) After that i had a Belf Hunter named Rain-clouds. She was played till lvl 16. I tried to play her more, but the world was so big and fun i explored so much and forgotten how to lvl.
Then started a Troll mage. She still is on my dads account. She is super messed up because at lvl 20 i forgotten how to lvl and so i explored all of outlands. How. I have no complete idea. But that wasn’t the only thing is my memories during Burning Crusade. I remember those crazy raids my dad completes, Raids like Tempest Keep, and Karazhan. I run these raids today, alone just for the memories. As time moved on my dad lvled to 80, and ya know, in Wrath of the Lich King. I made a Dk and failed epicly. I didn’t think i was, i was just having fun. I remember my dad do raids like Ulduar and Naxxaramas, even a bit of the Lich. But as time went on, My dad left for a contract across seas, and my wow dreams fell apart.
For a year i forgotten much about it. And when he came back i made a worgen, For Cataclysm was out. I was 10, and i made a Worgen Druid. I lvled her till about the lvl 45. I was a cruddy and was kicked out of endless groups for lfg, I never understood specs til now, and I feel so ashamed of myself, but eh, Its all part of the learning experience ain’t it. I remember watching my dad do cata raids, like Dragon Soul and such. When Pandaria beta came out, I played it, a ton. My dad had gotten the beta, and it was hell, lvling in the new pandaria zones like, where the pandaren started out. Then I fled cause my dad was all crazy over getting his toons to 90. So about a year i strayed away, Then after a while of reading creepypastas and not being able to sleep for nights on end, I got back into wow. I lvled a pandaren rogue, and i got to 90 in about 3 weeks. I loved it. I had much more fun knowing that I knew how to actually play and everything. Once I was ninety, I started a dk. I got him too 90 in 3 days, and oh boy, was Lukaus my baby. I played and played and played him non-stop. I mastered frost dks and pwned people in arenas with my dads cousin. 
Then recently in the spring, I was confirmed. With that i got lost of money, I saved it up for a computer, but turns out my uncle actually got me one. IT WAS CRAZY. With that i automatically bought WoW. And i also got a free 90. With that came in my darling Steponme. Yep. Steponme. Whats beautiful was that me and my brother went and defeated the lich king later and he is now named StepOnMe The Kingslayer. With that me and my dads account for 3 months had the recruit a friend bonus, and so I lvled 4 toons together with him to lvl 90. Their names are Doodimadrood,(Dood im a drood)Schizophrena, and Homesick. They all have a special place in my heart. Dood especially. He is my best equipped pvp toon. Later I alone lvled a toon named Bobbie. She is a Death knight. Now through all of the rain and terror to the peace and serenity.
I am a World of Warcrafter, it is a huge part of my life. And it will never be taken away from me. For I have these memories.