Hey, this is just a short story I came up with when I got bored. It's not connected to any of my other stories, but I will write a few more like this.
I don't own Danny Phantom. I want to, but I don't.
Maddie has left. What's gonna happen now?
She's gone. Never to come back. Why? Why did she go? What did I do wrong? Maybe I forgot our anniversary once or twice…possibly eighteen times…
Every night I cry tears of pain. I try to remember what her touch felt like. Oh, how I would love to feel her hands on my face, softly caressing my cheeks, her warm body wrapped in my arms…
Jazz is worried about me. I heard her talking to Danny, telling him so. I am worried about myself, to tell you the truth. I don't think I will live to see the end of the month. I've come up with at least twelve different ways to kill myself.
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Twelve ways. As I stand here on the roof, I go through the list, ending it with the one I decided on. I close my eyes, leaning forward. I hear Jazmine's screams. My daughter, I am sorry, for it is too late.