The Boggart Game

[Anarchy]

Damn creepy slimy feckin gargle's auto correct!!

 

[NoWhereKnowWhere]

Ridiculous

The cv criticisms turn into crickets with tap shoes on and dance off the page with canes and top hats. Your cv turns into a big mouth that literally sings your praises.

The bogart turns into a man backing me into a corner. He looks angry and he's really big.

 

[Kintsugi]

Ridiculous!

The man morphs into a telegram delivery boy, here to give you a song and dance for inspiring joy in an anonymous stranger.

My boggart leaps out of the cabinet to reveal a stack of books, which multiply into a veritable Eiffel Tower of unfinished homework.

 

[The Albatross]

Ridiculous!
You rub your eyes and look again and the "tower" of homework is really only a couple essays you didn't bother to polish and turn in.

The boggart shoves his finger in my face and tells me I'm too slow at adapting to my new location and situation.