I know, this is super short. Just please tell me what you think. I wrote it a while ago and it hasn't really been edited. JUst a warning.
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Walking the Line
A Danny Phantom short story.
Summary: "I walk the line between life and death; light and dark."
I walk the line between life and death; light and dark.
It isn't fun to be this way, and to think it all started with an accident, just one simple mistake that ruined my life. Or did it?
I have to admit that it can be kind of fun being this way, or at the very least it is always interesting. The only frustrating thing is finding a balance between it all. It would be a catastrophe to fall the wrong way. To lose my humanity would definitely not be good, and trust me, I've seen what could have been and still can be. It still gives me nightmares.
It also wouldn't be good to fall the other way. That is why I have to keep this balance.
I wonder…. have you ever tried balancing on a tight rope with the weight of the world on your shoulders? With each thing you do you tip one way or the other, trying desperately to stay on before you fall into madness. If you are experiencing this then let me key you in on a secret: run. Give the weight to someone else, someone who can handle it. Just don't give it to me, I already have my own burden, and it's a heavy one.
Sometimes I'm afraid that the rope will snap and those around me will be in danger. After all, one rope can only hold so much weight, and mine has got to be nearing its limit.
Sure, I have supports. Those people like my friends and my family that help keep me sane. I'm mainly afraid of that day when my supports will give out and my weight and I will come tumbling down. It's a scary thing to think about. That's why I try to keep my mind on the happy things while I still have them and pray that everyone will make it out okay.
When you're walking on the line, all you can do is hope that you'll come out alive.
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