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Goodbye Adobe Flash, You Will Be Missed.

 Everyone has a thing which constituted the majority of their childhood. As an only child born in the mid 2000's who had access to the internet, that thing for me was flash games. Any game you see a kid playing on the internet was probably a flash game. Flipline Studios, GirlsGoGames, RoundGames, Kongregate and Agame.com were my most frequented websites on the internet.

Before you classify me as a couch potato hikkokomori kind of person,  I would like you to remind you that with these games us children bonded, laughed, named characters, and even made game jingles together. The internet was our hangout spot.

Why Goodbye, you may ask? Well, this December, Adobe Flash, the software that most of these games ran on, will be discontinued.

It was the first thing that happened in this world that told me my childhood had ended. It was emotional, and gut-wrenching, but life goes on. There are some things you can download in which you can play most of these games, but still, it was an end.

"But times change, and so must I", I reminded myself from the Doctor Who speech. I looked back on all the memories they gave me. Especially yelling "Mummyyyyy" to show her what I had made in one of these games.Papa and me playing the Kingdom Rush series late at night. Heck, I'm getting emotional as a write this post. I spent hours playing these games.

Below is a list of the games I played, to take a trip down the memory lane, and also to serve as list to see the games which I have to download 😋.

Disney Princess Beauty Parlour
Uphill Rush Series
My Dear Boss series
Earn to Die series
Kingdom Rush Series
Azaleas Dolls' Games
Papa Louie Series
Nicklodeon Games
Barbie Dress Up Games series
Dora's Kitchen
Sue's Games (these are in korean, I have no Idea what is happening in these games 90% of the time, and that's the fun)
My Dolphin Show series
Avie's Games
Bear's Pancakes 
My New Room Series
Vector 3d
Winx Games
Mattel Barbie Games
Bloons TD 5
My Monkey City
There Is No Game 
Shopaholic Series
 
So there you go, those are all the games, or at least those which I can remember at the moment. Now you know I wasn't crying for no reason.
 
So, Goodbye Adobe Flash, you will be missed.
 
Sorry far the late post again. 9th grade is really not letting me have a life of my own. See y'all next week!

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