AN: I know I said I wouldn't start anymore series, but, well, I am, so deal with it. I was working on 'Pink Hair and Lost Thoughts' but I'm feeling awfully tempermental and completely at unrest with myself, and decided to pour it all out of myself and into a story I wrote (since I am not very good at letting my feelings show and I consider myself antisocial) so here goes.
If you read my story 'DigiDestined Documentary!' then you know who Speedo-chan is. She's the main character in this story, and it really doesn't involve Digimon and shinkaing (digivolving), and she has a Digimon, but she's halfway between a digidestined, and not being one... I don't know. She is one, but she isn't... that's the only way I can really explain it. And this is a totally a different perspective of her; it's very much the opposite view of her you get in DigiDestined Documentary! and I like it.
Warning: I'm running purely on emotions, so the story may differ vastly from chapter to chapter. But that's what makes it interesting. That and the fact that it's being entirley put out by my emotions.
Note: When anyone is thinking it's in '...' and whenever someone is having an internal argument there thoughts are in '...' and the opposing thoughts are in `...` Sorry for the confusion, but my HTML knowledge is rather poor. Also, it start's out in POV form, and switches throughout the story from narrator to POV, but no matter what, it's always Speedo-chan in the POV. And in POV form, thoughts are expressed without the happy little 's and `s around them. I don't mean to be confusing, so I apologize if I am.
Insomniac
by Sailor Chibi Saturn aka Speedo-chan
Am I going insane?
No, I'm not.
I just think too much. I'm an insomniac, I can't go to sleep at night so I think until I fall asleep, and then the next day all those thoughts are crawling about my mind, and on top of that I'm overtired, so I seem insane. But I'm not. If there is anything I'm not, it's not insane.
Of course, those who are insane would deny insanity, so maybe I am.
I don't know anymore. I am drifting in and out of reality, but the more it happens, the more I drift out of reality and into something else that I'm not quite sure of what it is, where it is, or why I'm there.
Maybe I am insane.
How would I know?
If you read my story 'DigiDestined Documentary!' then you know who Speedo-chan is. She's the main character in this story, and it really doesn't involve Digimon and shinkaing (digivolving), and she has a Digimon, but she's halfway between a digidestined, and not being one... I don't know. She is one, but she isn't... that's the only way I can really explain it. And this is a totally a different perspective of her; it's very much the opposite view of her you get in DigiDestined Documentary! and I like it.
Warning: I'm running purely on emotions, so the story may differ vastly from chapter to chapter. But that's what makes it interesting. That and the fact that it's being entirley put out by my emotions.
Note: When anyone is thinking it's in '...' and whenever someone is having an internal argument there thoughts are in '...' and the opposing thoughts are in `...` Sorry for the confusion, but my HTML knowledge is rather poor. Also, it start's out in POV form, and switches throughout the story from narrator to POV, but no matter what, it's always Speedo-chan in the POV. And in POV form, thoughts are expressed without the happy little 's and `s around them. I don't mean to be confusing, so I apologize if I am.
Insomniac
by Sailor Chibi Saturn aka Speedo-chan
Am I going insane?
No, I'm not.
I just think too much. I'm an insomniac, I can't go to sleep at night so I think until I fall asleep, and then the next day all those thoughts are crawling about my mind, and on top of that I'm overtired, so I seem insane. But I'm not. If there is anything I'm not, it's not insane.
Of course, those who are insane would deny insanity, so maybe I am.
I don't know anymore. I am drifting in and out of reality, but the more it happens, the more I drift out of reality and into something else that I'm not quite sure of what it is, where it is, or why I'm there.
Maybe I am insane.
How would I know?
