There's no one you could ask more about the feeling of being unwanted and unloved better than myself. You know who I am, you've been reading along, and if you haven't go back to the very beginning and find out. We all know how I've had the problems of not being loved, and the feelings of being unwanted, blah, blah, blah.
And I wouldn't want to wish that feeling on anyone else. Not even my worst enemy which is still at this point my dad, even if we have better terms ish now. He's still my biggest. But, not even my dad. It's one of the worst feelings in the world, and I'm sure some or most of you have felt the same feeling.
You wanna know how I know? We're all writing or reading fanfiction, while I break the forth wall, either for fun, which is the majority hopefully of us. Or we seek approval of others, even if they're from people, we'll never see or really talk to, aside from the chat log, who we call our friends, and our fans, just because we like or read each other's stuff.
Heck, you're reading this right now, we all have some kind of fandom we're part of, or something we fan girl or fan boy whichever you prefer, over. Writing and reading fanfiction, we take a journey all on our own, with nothing but or creativity, and imagination. We get sucked into the story, and invest our time and our lives with these characters.
We spend more time on computers, and iPhones, iPads, and esc more than face to face, but sometimes its better that way. To just lose ones self in something like well this. I've spent the last several mins watching TBBT and now I feel like I'm starting to sound like a vanity card. Charles Bukowski once said the following.... "I don't hate people, I just feel better when they're not around."
That is very true. In some of our cases, and one of my very reasons aside from happiness and the enjoyment of writing fanfiction in the first place of doing this. But this story, well after this prolog chapter as I've been telling myself that, that's what they are since they come before the actual episode chapter esc, but this story, isn't about me, its about frenemy of mine. I say frenemy because he's not supposed to be my friend, but he's kind of pathetic.
This next following chapter is about the one and only Box Ghost. And how he's not wanted, he's not loved either, but he just wants to be unwanted and hated in the same way that all the other ghosts and monsters are, and no one gives him the time of day, or respects him, just because he's a ghost doesn't mean he doesn't have feelings. Like Casper, he's not as friendly or nice as Casper, but he's lonely and has feelings, just like anyone or anything else. So shall we?
