Characters:

• Jacob Parker-A grand prix racer, who realizes with the help of a young boy, that his life is a video game, and feels the need to now figure out what the real world is like.
• Keith Parker-A young boy that breaks the news to Jacob that he is a video game, but also becomes the link for Jacob to know about the real world.
• Brick Harkness-A fellow racer whose life’s purpose is to constantly try, and eventually fail to Jacob.

The name is Jacob Parker, I live a simple life of racing cars, and I come from a long line of racers it’s in my blood. My great grandfather was a racer Dax Parker, or should I say wanted to be a racer but he eventually became a mechanic. My father was Jonas Parker; he was an actual racer, if street racing counted as real racing. And I’m a grand prix driver, the best in the world, until I found out the truth. That is I’m a video game character, my life’s or should I say games purpose is to race around track for countless number of times until the time is up, while also beating my rival Brick Harkness. I know even as I think about it, it sounds boring but I promise things eventually got better.

It all started when a boy by the name of Keith Harris came into the arcade, he inserted a token into my machine, and the race started. My race was against Harkness, a low level racer that likes to cheat to try and win, but always loses to me. But for some reason today, today felt different, for once I actually didn’t feel the need to race, my heart just wasn’t in it, maybe because I knew I would win or I was just tired of Harkness losing, and I stopped my car right before it crossed the finish line, and let Harkness win. The crowd gasped, and for a split second everyone looked stunned, and the confetti canons went off, and the crowded resumed cheering. Harkness walked up to the winners circle, and received the trophy from the racing commissioner. Harkness walks over to me with a mischievous mile, and says “Better luck next time”, gets in his car and drives away.

I start walking to my car, when I hear “Crap, how’d I lose this race”, I look around at the stands and most the crowd are leaving, or gathering there things and going home. No one said anything I get in my car, and start the rive back to my garage, when I’m certain I hear someone say “DANG IT”, I swerve off the road, and crash my car into a tree. I get out and inspect the damage to my car, great just great I think to myself, and start walking back to the road to flag down another driver.

“Really, how did I crash a video game car?” the voice says

I stop I know for sure I heard a voice, and I do the most logical, while most craziest thing in my life and look up at the sky, and say “God is that you?”

“No I’m not God, I’m Keith” the voice replies…