Their Family is your Family

by Zero Devastator

Logan Campbell lives a life at 17-years-old in Nashville, Tennessee that is unlike everybody's, he is a run away orphan, his parents died when he was young, and he has no friends, so what happens when he is teleported into the world of Full House? Watch Logan learn guitar, party at the Smash Club, and attend Bayview High School with D.J. and Kimmy in this exciting story!

1. Introduction

I DO NOT OWN FULL HOUSE!

Hi, my name is Logan Campbell, I live in Nashville, Tennessee, I'm 17-years-old, and well, basically alone, my parents died when I was young, and I don't have no family to contact, or no friends to hang out with. I ran away from the orphanage that was located near Nashville, and I was able to run away from the place, and ever since, I haven't been caught and brought back. I currently attend high school, but like I mentioned, I have no friends. So basically you can say I've been alone all my life. But my life hasn't been that bad, I know a lot about everything, I have an apartment to live in, and a job that gives me enough money to put food on the table. I also have some movies such as Star Wars, the Psycho trilogy, and Harry Potter, and TV shows such as Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Family Guy, and Beyond Scared Straight. But there's one show that I love very much.

Full House.

Full House has always been my favorite show ever since I was 16, and have all 8 seasons believe it or not. I like how the characters live their happy lives, even though Danny's wife died, I feel both happy and sad at the beginning of each episode, the reason being is because they always smile at the camera, or audience, at the beginning, now I don't think "Those smiles are mocking me!" like some people might think, I think "I wish my life was like that.". I don't know if that's strange to think of, because I know the show isn't real, its just actors being their characters. I'm actually jealous of them, just because their lives are always happy after a death, and my life has basically been a piece of shit ever since my parents death. Sometimes I always wished the characters were here for me, like D.J. and Kimmy, or Stephanie and Gia, like if I cry because of a rough day at school and/or work, they would hug me, promising me that everything will be OK, and Kimmy could use her regular goofy personality to make me better, but unfortunately, we can't make movie characters real, well yet anyways, until technology to where we can make characters appear in front of us becomes available, but I'll be long dead when that happens. I enter my apartment room, which has two beds, a small table, and a TV. I go to it and turn it on, and put in Star Wars: Episode IV A New Hope. And I head to the fridge, getting out some Pizza Rolls, now since I don't have anything like an oven, I live on a diet of easy-to-make foodstuffs and fast food, I rarely eat anything from regular restaurants such as Cracker Barrel or Golden Corral. After the Pizza Rolls get done, I get out a pop and sit down at the table, watching the opening crawl, at night I put in season 1 of Full House, and fall asleep.

I get up at 6:30 in the morning and get ready for school, but what's so strange is that I hear noises under my bed, like whispering, but I think its just my imagination, and I walk out the door, getting into my cheap car and heading to school.