Of course I shouldn't be ashamed, I am the daughter of the world famous Danny Fenton, or as some people call him Danny Phantom, the halfa. And no, before you can misassume, I am not even a quarter ghost, I have more of my mother, Sam Fenton, in me. I am a goth, and a recyclo vegitarian. I have bright blue eyes, and purple-black hair, I usually wear dark purple jeans, and a black shirt with several purple flowers on them. I wear my hair down medium length. But, enough about my looks..more into the details of this story.
I have an older brother named Darren, he's a junior at Casper High. I'm only a freshman. He's the one who takes after my father, he's the quarter ghost. I envy him. Although I do get to help out with the weapons, I still envy him. One of my best friends is the son of Tucker Foley, the town's mayor, and Valerie Foley. His name is Brandon. My other best friend is the son of Dash Baxter, and Paulina Baxter. His name is Adrian. Brandon has his mother's curly hair, and brown eyes. He, like his father, loves meat. Adrian is a sensitive yet strong fellow. He has dark blond hair, and blue eyes.
Now that all the explainations are done, I can really start with this story.
My grandparents Maddie and Jack Fenton were working on a second ghost portal, like the first one it didn't work at first. My grandparents and parents went out for awhile and left me, Brandon, and Adrian there to watch the second ghost portal. I got curious to see how to fix it...stupid idea written all over that idea.
"Guys...what if I went inside of it and fixed it?" I said, cocking my head to one side.
"Ams, thats a stupid idea!" Brandon said, giving me one of his your-being-an-idiot-looks. I got that one often.
"I think its a brilliant idea." Adrian said, far off in the conversation.
"Whatever" I said, getting into one of my grandparent's extra ecto-radiation protection suits. It was white and purple. Keep that in mind, its a small important detail. "Brandon, when I say go, let the portal go on" I said, going inside of the small cave like space.
"Just gimme a shout if you see something!" He said.
Before I could even say go, my hand pressed a small button. There should've been more light in that machine.
And the next thing I knew...I was being ripped appart.