Hey!!! Sorry I haven't updated in so long, but you have no idea the type of
year I've been having. Okay here's a note, I changed the tenses to make it
easier for me and a few other people, just so you know it's not a grammar
mistake. (Which I seem to draw to me anyways.)
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Pan really didn't understand her need to talk to Bra. In fact, she had grown away from her in the last couple of years. They are 'still friends', but on the inside it is as if they have nothing in common. It had been this way since Pan was twelve.
Thoughts where running through her head at an amazing rate, and at an almost distracting rate.
She cleared her mind as she picks up speed to rush to Bra's house.
-You need to talk to her because she's your only friend.- her mind told her.
-She is not- Pan cried in her mind.
-She's the only one not related to you.-
The fact that it was true is what made Pan stop. She had no one, not really. She had people that loved her, or even just cares for her, but who could she talk to?
When she had started her period, Master Roshi gave her the speech about the growing up. And before that it was Piccolo that gave her the talk about the birds and the Bees. A Namek! A Namek talked to her about sex.
Not to say that her parents weren't there for her. It was just easier not to talk to them. She knew that they loved her, it was just that she didn't understand them. In fact she didn't understand anything that came out of her dad's mouth.
Pan found herself at Capsule Corp.'s front yard. And she still didn't know who to talk to.
But she had already faced the fact that this was her life. There was nothing that she could do to change that now. It was her that had separated herself from the rest of the Z team. She had made almost no friends at school. Okay, she made a number of friends, but none of them can help her with her current problem.
Landing in Capsule Corp. she really wondered what she was doing here. What was she ever doing here? Because Bra is the only friend in her family's tight circle, thus she became Pan's best friend.
Bra and Pan had been the greatest of friends for as long as Pan could remember. That was until Bra sleep with her uncle at the age of fifteen. That had hurt Pan, mostly because Bra had Pan promise to stay away from Trunks.
Maybe her true problem was that she had everyone, everyone's love and trust, and she never had to work for it.
She walked to the house in front of her; she was no longer panicking like before, and now talking to Bra didn't hold the same appeal as before. She walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water to clam her senses. These dreams where really putting pressure on her that she wasn't sure she can handle. Pan can handle a lot but being another person in another time was a little too much.
And yet she feared telling anyone of her problem to anyone. The thought of anyone thinking her insane was just too much for her to deal with. Walking around the house that she spent along time in she stopped at the room that had been hers for as long she could remember. The room reflected her personality. In fact the part of her she let very few see. Her room was a verity of different shades of purple, form burgundy to lilac and everywhere in between. Laying down on her plaid blanket under her eggplant canopy her eyes dropped and she feel asleep.
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Ellaena woke up with a start and moved over to pull a blanket over her cold body, but she found herself unable to move. Bonds where holding her in place and she couldn't move. Her ankles and wrists where tied and the more she moved the tighter the bonds grew. Fear washed over her. Was she in oblivion? She looked around the room and noticed that she was in a caged room. Everything down to the sheets she was laying on was black. She felt a breeze and that is when she noticed that she was completely striped of all her clothes.
"So I see that you have awaken..." A low voice said as the sound of a shutting sounded.
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That's all for now, Sorry so short the net one will be much longer. This one was mostly about Pan and her relationships with the other Z team members.
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Pan really didn't understand her need to talk to Bra. In fact, she had grown away from her in the last couple of years. They are 'still friends', but on the inside it is as if they have nothing in common. It had been this way since Pan was twelve.
Thoughts where running through her head at an amazing rate, and at an almost distracting rate.
She cleared her mind as she picks up speed to rush to Bra's house.
-You need to talk to her because she's your only friend.- her mind told her.
-She is not- Pan cried in her mind.
-She's the only one not related to you.-
The fact that it was true is what made Pan stop. She had no one, not really. She had people that loved her, or even just cares for her, but who could she talk to?
When she had started her period, Master Roshi gave her the speech about the growing up. And before that it was Piccolo that gave her the talk about the birds and the Bees. A Namek! A Namek talked to her about sex.
Not to say that her parents weren't there for her. It was just easier not to talk to them. She knew that they loved her, it was just that she didn't understand them. In fact she didn't understand anything that came out of her dad's mouth.
Pan found herself at Capsule Corp.'s front yard. And she still didn't know who to talk to.
But she had already faced the fact that this was her life. There was nothing that she could do to change that now. It was her that had separated herself from the rest of the Z team. She had made almost no friends at school. Okay, she made a number of friends, but none of them can help her with her current problem.
Landing in Capsule Corp. she really wondered what she was doing here. What was she ever doing here? Because Bra is the only friend in her family's tight circle, thus she became Pan's best friend.
Bra and Pan had been the greatest of friends for as long as Pan could remember. That was until Bra sleep with her uncle at the age of fifteen. That had hurt Pan, mostly because Bra had Pan promise to stay away from Trunks.
Maybe her true problem was that she had everyone, everyone's love and trust, and she never had to work for it.
She walked to the house in front of her; she was no longer panicking like before, and now talking to Bra didn't hold the same appeal as before. She walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water to clam her senses. These dreams where really putting pressure on her that she wasn't sure she can handle. Pan can handle a lot but being another person in another time was a little too much.
And yet she feared telling anyone of her problem to anyone. The thought of anyone thinking her insane was just too much for her to deal with. Walking around the house that she spent along time in she stopped at the room that had been hers for as long she could remember. The room reflected her personality. In fact the part of her she let very few see. Her room was a verity of different shades of purple, form burgundy to lilac and everywhere in between. Laying down on her plaid blanket under her eggplant canopy her eyes dropped and she feel asleep.
`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`
Ellaena woke up with a start and moved over to pull a blanket over her cold body, but she found herself unable to move. Bonds where holding her in place and she couldn't move. Her ankles and wrists where tied and the more she moved the tighter the bonds grew. Fear washed over her. Was she in oblivion? She looked around the room and noticed that she was in a caged room. Everything down to the sheets she was laying on was black. She felt a breeze and that is when she noticed that she was completely striped of all her clothes.
"So I see that you have awaken..." A low voice said as the sound of a shutting sounded.
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That's all for now, Sorry so short the net one will be much longer. This one was mostly about Pan and her relationships with the other Z team members.
