This is my blog where I make some sort of funny, creative story. Once upon a time, there was a kid named Boyce who needed to find a idea for a blog posts and decided to search up errors and mistakes in many websites. Boyce came upon a website with the information he needed to use, but that’s when Boyce came across a little pop-up an little sale tab for April Fools; his curiosity got the best of him so he decided to click on it. Boyce suddenly was sucked inside the computer where he was transferred into the website, where a bunch of little dwarfs welcomed him and tour him throughout it showing me the Top, middle, and bottom sections of the page as well as the other pages, like: Who made the websites, what was wrong with them, and how they could improve them to make them more engaging with the user and more responsive.

Boyce immediately ask them where he was and what he was doing here, they told me that I clicked on the tab which was my signing up by being apart with the website, and that he was going to be stuck here forever or however long this website will be up. Boyce was flabbergasted to this and tried to find multiple ways to get out, but it seemed hopeless it seemed that I was going to be stuck with these little people forever. Then, he got an idea, an awful idea, Boyce got a wonderful, awful idea; he said to the little dwarf people that if he was able to get other people or at least enough people onto the website, then would they be able to let him go. The dwarf people paused for a minute, talk with one another, and agreed, so there Boyce was at his first target convincing them to click the very same tab that he got tricked into and transferred into. This one a little bit tougher asking who Boyce who he was and how he get *got* (if that’s the right word) into his computer, he explains that that doesn’t matter and that he show the user something AMAZING!

The user was hesitant (obviously since you wouldn’t know what to do if you saw a random person on your computer screen.) but reluctantly gave in and Boyce led him to the website, where the user explored and claimed that it was a very nice website; that’s where the pop-up pulled up and Boyce convinced the user to click it. The user agreed and clicked the pop-up and the user then got sucked into his computer and got transferred into the website, one by one Boyce went to everyone’s house computer, convince them to go to the website, tap the pop-up sale button, and get transferred into the website. The little dwarfs were impressed on the amount of time and manipulation this kid had and they had enough people for them to roam there website, when I asked them if I can go home, they told that I could go home and that they could trap and enslave everyone here forever. Boyce couldn’t believe that, he said that wasn’t okay and they wouldn’t get away with this, the dwarfs laughed maniacally and mocked him saying, “What are you going to do about?” They were right there was nothing Boyce could do then stand around with the rest of the people, it seemed all was lost, suddenly Santa Clause came out of nowhere with his bushy white beard, red outfit, leather black belt and boots, and cherry Christmas mood. Santa landed looking jolly as ever, “Ho, ho, ho, what’s going on here,” he asked; everyone was astonished to see Santa himself.

Boyce quickly ran to him and told him about the plan of the dwarfs and how they were going to turn all the humans into servants. Santa couldn’t believe on what he was hearing and he looked at the dwarfs with disgust, and ordered all of them to take all the humans back and return me back to the north pole. The dwarfs tried to convince Santa, but Santa stood his grounds and meant what he said, the dwarfs had no choice but to take everyone back home; except when they were doing that Santa wanted them to leave Boyce here with me with a one-on-one talk. Boyce was scared because even though this was the dwarfs plan, he was the one lure everyone here to the website, Santa explained to me that this wasn’t me and that he shouldn’t have did what he did; Boyce felt ashamed and disappointed with himself.

Santa put a hand on Boyce’s shoulder and told him that he just trying to get home and didn’t know what was happening. Santa was very understanding of what Boyce had gone through, and decided to layoff on Boyce and return him home. But before he sent him home, Santa said, “Merry Christmas, Boyce.” Boyce woke on his couch looking around wondering if everything that he just experience was real, he still hadn’t an idea on a blog post and it needed to be submitted today. He decided to write the dangers of trusting website sales and pop-ups, and concludes that none of what he experience wasn’t real until he saw a shadowy figure fly through his window. He looked and saw that it was Santa himself, he couldn’t believe what he had seen.