By Troy Wagner
He blindfolded himself. He had the goal to learn the layout of his apartment with his eyes closed. He wanted to be a ninja, a stealthy deadly ninja. He opened his bedroom door and stepped into the hall, his training would now begin. He turned left five steps, whack, right into a chair. He circled around it kicking his foot out like he meant to do that. Bam he kicked the wall. He grabbed his foot in pain. He stood up and banged his head and neck on the table. He then gave up and turned the lights back on.