Writer- hi, I've started this story, that's been kicking around in my head for a while. Can I just say in advance I have noting against Japanese people, and I just thought the name Dabria sounded Japanese.
I don't own Danny Phantom. But, I do own Dabria and Scarlett! :-) and 2 cats but that's beside the point.
Enjoy
Most parents love there kids. They should care and make sure no harm comes to them.
Dabria's parents weren't among the most.
Most homes feel safe for the occupent, a place where they can rest and be safe and have fun
Dabria's home was just a large building. A place to keep out of the wind
Dabria hadn't been loved by someone in a long time. Her family hated her, because she was Japanise, and loved her little sister, Kateline, because she was small and cute and not Japanese
Or, to be more precise, her step sister. And her step mum. Dabria longed to be loved like before Kiko, her mum, passed away. Her father remarried Olivia Cambrige, a Racist wannabe model. And soon after, Dabria was kicked out of her perfect bedroom and chucked upstairs into one of the attic bedrooms. Where the servants lived long ago.
Her new room had a single mattress lobbed on the floor at an angle, and a old chest of drawers to store a few ragged clothes. Hand-me-downs from Olivia, and sometimes, Kateline. She was "home schooled," where she stayed at home reading textbooks that she found in another attic bedroom. They looked older then Grandpa. She was given food on the middle step of the stairs 3 times a day. She was only aloud downstairs when the govement came over to see how well she was being homeschooled. And straight after they were down the drive in there black rangerover, she was forced back upstairs to remain until next year.
It was a sad and lonely exsistance.
She was drawn on the white wash walls of her room, happy things from her childhood, with a black sharpie. Walks in the park, parties, anything really.
And it wasn't just on the walls
It was on the roof
And the floor.
Even on the chest of drawers.
But the biggest one was a massive picture of Danny Phantom. It took up all of the door, which was also whitewashed. She had found a old green pot of ink in the same room as the textbooks and had used the last of it on the eyes.
But it always looked wrong. Not glowing. Nothing special. But today was different.
It was glowing. A swirling green glow, with a multitude of shaded. And it stared to expand. It covered the whole wall in the strange glowing light, and Dabria walked towards it, in a trance, when she was swollowed by it, she remembered why it was so familliar
It was just like the Fenton Ghost Portal in Danny Phantom