Why?
Days, years , hours it all drags on. I've been pushed away by the only person that I loved and frankly it doesn't feel too good. Danny said that he would come looking for me. HE LIED!
I don't want to see him I don't want anything to do with him. I hate him.
I'm not aging. I have no family, no friends no one. Three years. That's too long. That's how long I've waited for him. But he doesn't care. It never mattered to him. I never mattered to him.
How could he? I trusted him! He said he couldn't get me just because Vlad came back. Load. Of. Bull. He has it all. I loved him as a daughter. At least that's how it felt to me. But obiously I was wrong as usual. Life likes to screw with me.
I'm stuck in this crap hole of a ghost zone. I can only get out through the Fenton portal. But I don't want to risk seeing him. At least not for a long time.
I'm just tired of being manipulated and used. Of being treated like an object. But then again I'm just a clone. A mistake. It's not fair. I don't mind being a half ghost but, being a clone? Come on!
Aren't clones always hated? I'm hated. I'm useless. No one cares enough to drag me out of here. If I even want to go to the human world I know I shouldn't because I would be pushed away from society. Like the freak that I am.
His promises cut through me like a knife. He promised. I loved him. I probably still do but, now that feeling is gone. All I feel is hatred for him.
Why would he lie like that? Doesn't he know that even though I'm a clone I have feelings? I'm his daughter. I was pushed away by not one, but two fathers.
All I did was bring him the file. I brought him the file and what does he say?
I can't be your father Danielle. I'm sorry.
He says he's sorry months later and promises to find me and take me home. I was so happy. I was so, so happy. Until I waited, and waited, and waited. And then?
Nothing.
I just wanted to be happy. But for me I guess that's just too much to ask of life.
Life. I'm half dead. If I wanted to I could be fully dead and just get this all over with.
But then that wouldn't be a happy ending. But then again I think that now I hate happy endings.
Life to me is like a box of rotten chocolates. Sour and useless. Expired. Nobody wants it.
These green swirls are like a prison to me that I can't explain. Ghost zone.
That's funny. Hardly any ghosts around. This place is dead. No pun intended.
But I think that I've had enough. The reason that I left was to see the world. So I will.
I fly to his portal and make myself invisible. No one in the house. Good. The less people here the better. I phase through all the floors and then when I get to the street, make myself human. I haven't been human for a long time. It feels good. Until I see him. I see him and Sam walking through the streets. But then life screws with me and he sees me.
Shit.