Name: Emily (Emmy)
Age: 15
Location: My room
Occupation: Superhero

That pretty much sums it all up in a pea pod. Or a nut shell, whichever you prefer.­ Get it? Peanut?

Your friends do not understand you
They are not truthful
Your parents
Let us not even go there
You know that they love you
And care for you
But part of that is just that they
Are your parents
And are obligated to do so
Deep down inside themselves
They are disappointed with you
Their daughter,
The one with so much potential
Has turned into a fat
Lazy and undeserving girl
I expect a lot from you
You are not allowed to eat much
But it won’t be long
Before I tell you
That it is not good enough
I follow you throughout the day
When your mind wanders
I give you something to think about
Pretty soon I am telling you not only
What to do with food
But what to do all of the time
Smile and nod
Present yourself well
Suck in that stomach, dammit!
You will cling to me
Without me
You are nothing
So do not fight back
Take it into stride
I have created you
Forget about them
I am your greatest asset
And I intend to keep it that way

“Curse this infernal messy room! This looks like a job for... The vacuum cleaner!”-Danny Phantom

Super Danny: “Dueling dopplegangers! Have you lost your half of our mind?”
Fun Danny: “Dude, I'm not the one wearing a bedsheet.”

Ha! No.