A/N - I dont own digimon or Sora or any of the other characters in this story. Im putting the disclaimer here so I dont have to write it anymore. This is just an introduction, but I wanted to get it out to see what you guys all thought of it. I just redid The Elite chapter 8 because I didn't like the chapter before I redid it. I think Im gonna redo another story of mine too. But this is just a teaser, I know how I want to make this story so if you like it then tell me, please! Have a great day!
Looking Back
I look down at these pages, blank pages, full of infinite possibilities. These pages which are begging for the story I have to tell. Laura, my son's oldest daughter gave me this book. "Grandma," she said, "you always have so many stories to tell us. I thought you might like to write them all down for all of the future generations." Well Laura, this is for you and for those of you who came after we're all gone and have none of us to tell the stories of our lives.
This story isn't about the digital world or what went on there physically, but more emotionally. TK is really the writer of our group and he already told those stories quite well. They were a best seller here in Japan and in certain parts of the world. They even made a cartoon about us all. Do you know why? Because the government wanted to pretend none of it ever really happened. They wanted it too seem as if it was all just some fantasy thing that hadn't happened. After all, people wanted to save face and pretend that they didn't see monsters in the sky. Even my mother tried to block it all out. But that is just scratching the surface of it all.
The truth is it was horribly and frighteningly real. The monsters everywhere, destroying our homes and our families. But there was more than the outer fight going on in us all. We all had our own personal fights to fight on the inside. When we were first sent to the digiworld we were all so young. I was only eleven, the same age as Mimi and Joe's youngest grandchild. Can you imagine? Then four years later, when most girls my age had time to find out who they were and liked boys and stuff like that, I was thrust back into battle. Don't get me wrong, I liked boys too, I had some of the best looking boys in Tokyo fighting at my side. But our priorities were not allowed to be the normal priorities of children our age. We had to grow up at a very early age.
The story I want to tell you about is about each one of us individually. I want you to know
who we were, not just some story heroes and heroines that battled to save our world, but we were, are people, just normal human beings who have normal human emotions and feelings. I want to tell you about that part of our story.
I want you to know who we really are and were, if you are reading this years later. You see, we were really people with real problems and real feelings. I am a three dimensional person, not just some cartoon made up to help people cope with what really did happen. I am a lot older now and as I look back on all of our lives it awes me. When you get to be my age you really begin to see what it means to wake up everyday and be thankful for what you have, life. It's another day to spend with your family and friends, to see that smiling face next to yours as you wake up. To experience the sheer joy of being alive. I guess that's why I'm always so cheerful all the time.
You see, my darlings, even if you have no friends at this time, and your family life isn't the best that it could be, it can always get better. Believe me, I have been to the breaking point too, but there will always be someone there to help you get through it all. So, if while you are reading our story you feel all alone, don't hope to be like us and be depressed because you don't have it. It will come, just hold your chin up and move on with your day. Your alive, aren't you? That's what I had to do for a long time, and then my friends were given to me. So, smile.
My oldest son says I'm the epitome of a grandmother because I'm always so cheerful like this. I always have a batch of cookies for my guests and family as they all come over. Cookies, they have always been my way to show people how much I care for them. It's a funny thing, but they always seem to cheer people up.
I know that if your Laura reading this, then you have heard these stories a million times, and a few you haven't heard. But, like I said, this was our real lives. This was who we were and how we lived. We were all strangers at the beginning and became the family that you all have now. But, your grandfather wants me to come in the den with him for now. You know how he always wants me around so I guess this will be continued later. Until then, my loves.
Looking Back
I look down at these pages, blank pages, full of infinite possibilities. These pages which are begging for the story I have to tell. Laura, my son's oldest daughter gave me this book. "Grandma," she said, "you always have so many stories to tell us. I thought you might like to write them all down for all of the future generations." Well Laura, this is for you and for those of you who came after we're all gone and have none of us to tell the stories of our lives.
This story isn't about the digital world or what went on there physically, but more emotionally. TK is really the writer of our group and he already told those stories quite well. They were a best seller here in Japan and in certain parts of the world. They even made a cartoon about us all. Do you know why? Because the government wanted to pretend none of it ever really happened. They wanted it too seem as if it was all just some fantasy thing that hadn't happened. After all, people wanted to save face and pretend that they didn't see monsters in the sky. Even my mother tried to block it all out. But that is just scratching the surface of it all.
The truth is it was horribly and frighteningly real. The monsters everywhere, destroying our homes and our families. But there was more than the outer fight going on in us all. We all had our own personal fights to fight on the inside. When we were first sent to the digiworld we were all so young. I was only eleven, the same age as Mimi and Joe's youngest grandchild. Can you imagine? Then four years later, when most girls my age had time to find out who they were and liked boys and stuff like that, I was thrust back into battle. Don't get me wrong, I liked boys too, I had some of the best looking boys in Tokyo fighting at my side. But our priorities were not allowed to be the normal priorities of children our age. We had to grow up at a very early age.
The story I want to tell you about is about each one of us individually. I want you to know
who we were, not just some story heroes and heroines that battled to save our world, but we were, are people, just normal human beings who have normal human emotions and feelings. I want to tell you about that part of our story.
I want you to know who we really are and were, if you are reading this years later. You see, we were really people with real problems and real feelings. I am a three dimensional person, not just some cartoon made up to help people cope with what really did happen. I am a lot older now and as I look back on all of our lives it awes me. When you get to be my age you really begin to see what it means to wake up everyday and be thankful for what you have, life. It's another day to spend with your family and friends, to see that smiling face next to yours as you wake up. To experience the sheer joy of being alive. I guess that's why I'm always so cheerful all the time.
You see, my darlings, even if you have no friends at this time, and your family life isn't the best that it could be, it can always get better. Believe me, I have been to the breaking point too, but there will always be someone there to help you get through it all. So, if while you are reading our story you feel all alone, don't hope to be like us and be depressed because you don't have it. It will come, just hold your chin up and move on with your day. Your alive, aren't you? That's what I had to do for a long time, and then my friends were given to me. So, smile.
My oldest son says I'm the epitome of a grandmother because I'm always so cheerful like this. I always have a batch of cookies for my guests and family as they all come over. Cookies, they have always been my way to show people how much I care for them. It's a funny thing, but they always seem to cheer people up.
I know that if your Laura reading this, then you have heard these stories a million times, and a few you haven't heard. But, like I said, this was our real lives. This was who we were and how we lived. We were all strangers at the beginning and became the family that you all have now. But, your grandfather wants me to come in the den with him for now. You know how he always wants me around so I guess this will be continued later. Until then, my loves.