listen to the song "if you knew" by Joel Faviere while reading it to feel the story more, but you don't have to if you don't want to. it has nothing to do with my stories. Disclaimer: i don't own Danny Phantom or the song "if you knew". i only own the story.

nobody thinks. I'm a hero. that i'm evil, and that i'm only tricking the town so that i can attack it later. That i am the reason that ghosts appear. when i tell them as fenton, that he's not, they say in am wrong, that nothing can change their minds.

Nobody likes the fenton side of me either! Nobody cares! Sam and tucker and jazz are the only ones beside me, and they can't do everything. they can't stop the hurt, the getting shoved in lockers. "worthless! who can care about you? who would bother?" yells dash. "leave him alone!" yell Sam and Tucker. but he doesn't stop.

and now as i walk home, with Sam and Tucker with me, i feel alone just thinking of how the town, my parents, even a government branch (GIW) hate me. will i always be running away?

As i eat, my parents talk about phantom, how he "saved" the town and that all ghosts are the same, and are evil. Even of they were ghosts, they were once alive, and once were people. And there are three ghosts that are still half alive. "We need to dissolve him out of existence! We will make amity park a safe place!" my mom says. It hurts me when they say things like that. Because the don't know the truth about ghosts.

suddenly i get up from the table and run to my room. I don't want to hear them anymore. I can't bear to hear them say another comment about me whether they know it's me or not. I quickly bury myself under the covers, and silently cry. if only they knew.

someone walks into my room. "danny?" that's mom. "son?" that's dad. I bury my head deeper under the covers and take in its warmth.

"Please tell us whats wrong. Well understand." says mom as she tries to hug me closer. "I can't." i say simply. "Is it because of our talk about phantom? does it bother you?" says dad. "we can stop of you want."

I can't deal with this pain anymore. They'll keep hurting me if they don't know. if they accept me, i can live well. if they reject me, at least I'll know. I decide to show them who i truly am.

Maybe they will accept me. Maybe they will believe that i'm doing the right thing. I'll just have to believe that everything will turn out alright. "i have to tell you something." I begin to say. they look up at me and listen. "whatever i did wrong i was framed for or taken control over." they look at me with worried faces. "controlled? Framed? what are you talking about?" they ask. "I have to show you!" i say.

So i call up the rings, and the transformation begins. one ring goes up, and the other down. when its done, my parents are gasping. "So this is what you meant." says my mom. " we are sorry. We are sorry for all that we said. We really don't know everything do we?" says my dad.

They both hug me. "we should tell the teachers. we could try and explain this. we can make it so you. don't live in fear." mom says. i nod. if they know and have accepted me, then everything is alright.

A/N: somebody in a review warned me about my song fic, so i have removed the lyrics.

[edited 2/15/2017]