Well… I'm bored… and I wanted to write something pointless…………. so sue me! :P
Here are some of Danny's thoughts about his "life"…….
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Disclaimer – I do not own Danny Phantom, which is a shame considering all the fun things I'd do with him…
He's a Phantom, he's a Phantom, Phantom, Phantom………
Half dead and half alive...
What happens when you're half dead and half alive at the same time…?
Lately I found myself thinking about the accident that happened months ago… The thing that changed my life forever and I finally realized that I've changed more than I could ever imagine…
The freakish wonder, half ghost and half human, nor dead or alive, just walking on a thin line between the two worlds, not quite sure where I fit in…
Of course this realization changed nothing about me. I'm still me, Danny Fenton or Danny Phantom on occasions, whichever is needed more… I still have my family that loves me (as Fenton… I'm still scared to death about how my mom and dad would react to the fact that I'm the ghost-boy they hunt the most… they would probably take me to their lab, which started it all, and dissect me or something worse… I still am so much very afraid of that…)…
My sister, Jazz, knows my secret, and I'm very thankful for that. She saved me countless times, and kept my, correction, now our secret away from our parents.
And of course, I still have my friends, Sam and Tucker. They've always been here for me since, and even before the accident… And I know that the Techno-geek and the Goth would never leave me. Ever. And I know I can always count on that…
But still I can't really help it but wonder how is it possible to be dead and alive at the same time… And I'm surprised that I haven't really thought about it before… Am I maybe more alive than dead? More human than ghost? Or is it maybe the other way around…? Am I one step close to real death than I thought I was…?
The endless questions are going to haunt me till the end of my life. Well, existence, whatever… You get the point.
Right now, for me to have a normal life would be absurd and ridiculous. Between school, sleep and all the constant ghost fighting it's absolutely impossible to be a little bit normal no matter how much I would want to be… No matter how much I sometimes yearn to be.
Then there's the bright, and funny side to all this… I can't help it but laugh at the silly phrases (well… silly to me and my friends at least) people say to me… Something like "You look like you've just seen a ghost", "Pale as a ghost" and "Deathly white", regarding my appearance (because I'm always paler than I'm supposed to be), or sometimes I hear other kind of things such as "Dying to know" (that one cracks me up all the time) or something the Guys in white would say unintentionally, not knowing my secret – "Ghost-boy Inviso-Bill wanted dead or alive!"… That one freaks me out and I can't really figure out how it applies on me, but my friends and I still can't help but laugh and forget daily worries (all the ghosts that are out trying to get me… but we know that we'll never have to fear one certain blue ghost who always shouts – "FEAR ME! I AM THE BOX-GHOST, MASTER OF ALL BOX-LIKE CONTAIRNERS! NO CYLINDRICAL CONTAINER SUCH AS YOUR SOUP CONTAINER CAN TRAP ME, THE BOX-GHOST! BEWARE!" and then he usually wounds up in the "cylindrical container" also known as the "Fenton thermos"…).
Well… This was rather a pointless venting… Don't mind me, the half dead, half alive creature, which is just wondering about his existence… But try to think about how your life is easier than my "half" one… but if you can't, just carry on with your lives… I know I can't do it as simply as you…