He was worthless. There was no way to deny it.
Not anything special, never achieved anything beyond average. Danny was just there. His sister was the one with the grades, his parent's work was their pride even though half the time it didn't work.
He was just Danny.
But he wasn't worthless then, not yet. Average yes, but not worthless.
Then he changed. Not his voice, not his body; those things are normal. What had changed was the very core of who he was. It shouldn't be able to change.
It did. He became something else. He wasn't just Danny anymore. He wasn't average.
He was half-ghost. He was half the very things his parents hated, the things that caused so many problems in his hometown.
He wasn't human. He was less than that.
He wasn't a ghost. He was less than that.
He was worthless.
Every day he would try to counter the feeling creeping over him. Fight ghosts, stop them, try to prove his worth to the town.
But he couldn't prove something he didn't have. Half the time he caused more damaged than he fixed. His grades were all borderline failing, his attendance held by a string. Home was a mess; he never made curfew and his badly hidden secret caused so much tension.
He couldn't do anything right.
So badly he tried, to the point he would try anything that fell into his lap.
The answer key didn't fall right into his lap, but it was close enough. It was a savoir, something that could help him in his failing life.
He couldn't even cheat right.
By his mistake, everything in the world was next to gone. There was nothing left, and it was his entire fault.
But then he realized something.
His older self, he made a decision and went through with it to the fullest extent. He made his life the way he wanted to.
Worth, even horrible, unwanted worth, was better than being worthless. His older self had worth.
A/N: Wrote this after watching TUE, I think. My lame contribution to Angst Day, I guess. Just a try to get a little into writing. (Prompts didn't work too well.) Posted on tumblr originally. Pretty short story, around three hundred words, more of a drabble. Point out grammar and other types of mistakes. Anything about this is always nice to hear, whether it is nice or mean.
