(Y/N's POV)
I thought about what had been happening all day.
It was very suspicious how I could hold an actual conversation with him. I would sometimes talk to enderman, as a joke knowing they wouldn't attack me or respond.
Did all enderman speak English? It wouldn't make sense if they did, since they have their own language. I could ask Evan but anything involving (other) enderman seemed to be a sensitive topic. And I was scared that if I ask him more personal questions then he might ask some in return.
The image of that girl from my dream was permanently burned into my mind. Before, when I fell asleep, I saw her again. Thank the lords Evan didn't ask about it because I definitely would have started crying more then I already was at the time.
"I wonder what he's doing"
I rubbed my arm, feeling the scars that covered my skin. I couldn't remember what gave them to me, could have been another person.
"Why can't I remember anything"
(A/N: sorry I was gone so long I was celebrating my birthday...no I was just being lazy)
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(⚠️HIATUS)𝔼𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕏 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣
Fanfic⚠BAD⚠WRITER⚠ALERT⚠ I don't intend on this being serious its just for practice Y/N will be using they/them pronouns I'm not going to say much about the Enderman's appearances so you can imagine them as a human version or an actual Enderman
