"Am I sane?" She mutters.
Her eyes widen and fade into scribbles, her panicking.
We all know the answer. She's flipping out.
Not sane at all.
"I don't know!!" She screams, terrified.
Welcome to today's identity crisis!
(please, again, laugh..)
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Fanfictionps: saw a Zooble book, wanted to make a Pomni version '-' (EVERYTHING YOU NEED TO KNOW IS IN THE FIRST CHAPTER!!)
