Throughout my Elementary school years, I spent them making a large comic book titled; "The Stupid adventures of crash!!!". It has 104 front and back pages containing my porly-drawn childhood hero; Crash Bandicoot. I never stopped drawing and working on those comic because I enjoyed them a great deal. They made me laugh and think of how I would make the story end. Usually, each chapter ended in the most confusing of ways. Example; The 5th chapter ended with Crunch eating all of the protective cheese layer-off of the giant weasel-bot that served as N. Brio's servant monster... thing. Crash then attacked Brio and hit him with a hammer. Brio used a random jetpack to fly-off and smashed his head on the wall and missed the escape route in the ceiling, he then flew back-up and escaped. Then all the characters are shown eating cheese:

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I remember my favorite part of the entire book was the ending of the very first chapter; I loved it so much because I could never stop laughing at the facial ecpressions I drew and how angry Crunch was at Cortex that he shrunk his foot. And the fact that Crunch just left a black hole for Cortexs' face made me explode with laughter:

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And even throughout the years of me growing into who I am now, I never stopped doing what I loved most. I pushed myself to the point were I believed I had potential. These are from 6th grade, I believe;

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I began to wonder into an ocean of memories when I look at these two pictures:

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Crash Bandicoot; My childhood hero.