"Well that was a fun day." I thought as I crawled into bed. My hair was let out, meaning no ponytail, no nothin', not even a "g" at the end of words, now if you'll excuse I'll be sleepin' (AN: If you get that reference, 👍 to you).
"No creepy devil people, no weird floating abyss." I muttered to myself, staring at the ceiling. My eyes scanned the room. To my left, a cabinet filled with art supplies, and stuff like that. Next to it is the door, leading to the hallway. About 7 feet in front of me is my closet, filled with clothes (what else do you think would be there -_-?). The right of that is a desk for homework. There are random stuff all over it, like a cup of orange juice that I have yet to replace with something else. I sighed tried to process what happened today. "I went to the park BY MYSELF at 6 in the morning. That wasn't a good idea."
~Le gasp! A time skip!~
Eleven o'clock. My eye slides felt like lead, and into the abyss I go...
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The Abyss
FantasyThis is a 1st person story written by a beginner (me) so don't expect tear-jerking scenes or something. Anyways, this story's about the life of a wacky and immature 10-year old and her weirdo life. And this is a diary type thing, so there will be e...
