by MillietheWarrior » 07/29/2015 4:43 PM
It all started with Penny on the swings, when she realized only she could see the little girl. As she grew older, she began to discover what it was she was seeing. She didn't know what to call them. She never had: Ghosts, spirits, apparitions, whatever people wanted to call them. All she knew was that she was seeing dead people, and no one believed her when she told them. Her mother refused to think it was anything more than a phase, and had placed her in therapy, presumably to get rid of her 'imaginary friends. Shelly only wished they were imaginary.
I love adventurous tales like that. That uplifting feeling that comes from seeing unknown lands and the knowledge that you came across—nothing can replace it! It opens a path from which self-confidence, experience, and important friendships—from the sharing of life or death situations—are born! But hearing it just isn’t the same. I want to create my own magnificent story!
A great adventure! +Imp. Documents+ +Menagerie+ +Wishlist+ +Journal+