hi. i'm carasserndra. if people were to tell you one thing about me, they would say i'm angry and don't care. today is different. i'm going for an interview to get into a school. very important, you see. so anyway i'm running as fast as i could go with all these self absorbed classy people. most just shoot me a look or put up their middle finger at me. me, being a nice person, graciously copy their movement back at them. i'm walking and there's a big pole right in my path. i try to stop, but i run too fast to stop and run strait trough. some things that should perplex me just blow over my head. so instead of wondering about that, i check the sign to see if i have the right platform. platform 9... perfect. sure, a little part of the sign was covered up, but what else could it beeee? then i see it, the train! with my goal so close, i see my competition. among these weirdly dressed hipster adults, there is a butt-load of equally weirdly dressed hipster kids. crap. i feel the urge to push a couple kid over, so i do. i'm great.then i sprint-jump strait to the door. i start to notice that people are sharing compartments.there is no way i am sharing with some adolescent hipster stranger. i know what i must do. i kick open a compartment , survey the surroundings,immediately find something to jam the door with, and proceed to do the jamming. then i fall asleep. then i immediately wake up to a voice talking from behind the wall.
"it's going to be a long ride." i'm quite angry at this mysterious voice, so i jab at the wall. the wall dos not respond, so i hit it again. this time i hear a response "ow, what was that?"
"what was what, (insert name i cant remember)," says some random voice. im angry so i wispier,
"stop jammen up my sleep, ya crazy trend hipster weirdo" and go back to sleep. yep, so great. so i go back to sleep. i had a dream, it was weird, but i'm not telling you, person in my head. are you a person in my head? well even if you are my own imagination, you can't know my dream!
the worst part about sleeping is waking up when you don't want to. i hear the whistle on the train, (worst sound ever. if i could blow anything up it would be the train whistle) and i get up. calmly striding towards the exit, i notice a lot of stuff that i couldn't have seen while knocking down eleven year olds in a mad rush. there are children carrying toads and cages with owls. some had weirdly fancy sticks. that's weird, but when i get outside it is weirder.
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Fanfiction"i'm a nope" i never thought i would have to fight for my life to help a bunch of people i barely know. in this world, people look at me like i break everything i touch, and that's sort of true. but i have something they don't . i am a living nope...
