Star Wars
An alien’s introduction to Star Wars
I made friends with an alien and took him to stores. He fell on all fours when I introduced him to Star Wars.
He saw Yoda’s face and asked me “who’s this?” I told him this was wisdom created by George Lucas.
When I showed him Princess Leya his eyes lit up like a saber, but then he almost fainted when I showed him Darth Vader.
He was hungry for this Star Wars lore like a vulture. He couldn’t get enough of this George Lucas culture.
He ask so many questions about it like a steady talker, but got quiet when I told him the legend of Skywalker.
After Han Solo and all the history he heard, this alien visitor became a Star Wars nerd.
When the Star Wars tour was over and we ended the course he looked at me and said “teach me the ways of the force”.
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Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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Comments (6)
Never thought of sharing our idea of life on other planets with an alien!
OMGOSH!! I LOVE THIS! ❤️
This was so creative! Well done!
Bravo 👌👍👏
I am nerding out over your piece! Fan-tastic!
Boom! Love this a lot Joe. As a big SW fan, this is a good one!