SeaTiger: This idea suddenly came to me, and I knew I had to write it. It's from Mimi's POV. Anyways, I do not own Digimon or any of its characters. All I really own is a pile of evil homework. I MIGHT write a sequel, if you guys really want one. Anyways, Please R&R! ~~~~~~~~~

The pain of losing another friend eats at me. Why couldn't some other kid save the world? They wouldn't let all their friends die for them. They would be stronger than that, stronger than me. The way to the past is open. Its time to erase this mistake. I wasn't meant to be the one to save the world.

I dimly hear you crying my name, but I know you really don't care. You always pretended to accept me, but I heard you mutter under your breath that it would have been better if I never had come. You just sit there, playing on your laptop, never thinking that I might feel something for you. You'll be happier with some other girl, whoever will take my place. I step forward towards the portal; it would be better this way.

Wait, this is wrong. The past won't, can't change, only my memories. Its too late, a bright light surrounds me.

Its dims, and I see you before me. You look concerned, and I have no clue why. You look vaguely familiar. You ask me if I'm all right, and I ask you who you are. You look horrified, was I supposed to know you? You start talking about some big adventure, and about saving the world. You must be crazy; I've never saved the world.

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