Prologue
I never knew that life could be so complicated.
I'm not talking about "teenage angst".
I'm not talking about the things that everyone complains about.
I'm talking about the fact that no one remembers me.
Me.
Who could forget me?
I'm freaking Helga G. Pataki.
Normally, if you'd have forgotten me, I would've thought you'd been hit upside the head with a shovel or something.
My parents remember me, I guess. They barely knew I was there before.
But what freaks me out is that no one else remembers me.
Not even Phoebe.
...not even Arnold.
Disclaimer:
I do not own Hey Arnold, or any of the characters mentioned.
Hey Arnold belongs to Craig Bartlett.
No copyright infringement intended.