So I have been a gamer since I was five years old and my parents bought me the original Nintendo Entertainment System for Christmas. I have spent two decades devoted to gaming and have had many great momnets, many so-so moments, and many WTF? moments. You never know how much those WTF? moments can scar you until you have a dream two decades later.

Last night I had a dream about the ending of Super Mario Bros. 2 for the NES. I remember playing through the game at a young age, frustrated with the difficulty level, constantly having to select different characters based upon the level you were playing. I played that game for hours and hours and finally beat the frog at the end of the gam. I was SO excited! I was so proud of myself in fact that I had to get my mom and show her the credits rolling across the screen in proof that I had defeated this game that caused many temper tantrums and thrown controllers.

In my excitement I noticed that a new screen with Mario was on and I watched in utter dismay as I saw Mario wake up from a dream...had my whole game experience been for nothing? Yes indeed! The entire game was a dream . I spent hours upon hours to beat a dream. I was upset and mad (granted I was 7) and did not want to play another Mario game ever again. Thankfully that sentiment did not last once Super Mario Bros. 3 was released, but I did not know how much this game scarred my young psyche until now...thanks Nintendo for scarring my childhood!