Chasing After a Blue Box

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I'm done. I am so done. Why must the life we live up so much as kids end up being so boring and hateful? I don't know anymore. Does Anyone? I need answers. This has become my life. Chasing after adventure every chance I get. But living in Pensilvania doesn't get you very far. And being another average girl doesn't either. I never got my hogwarts letter. I'm a muggle, I'm not a demigod, I don't have superpowers, and I'm not a high-functioning sociopath. I'm just a girl. Who's name is Aria Mansin. Oh my god, I sound so sad and depressing. Well, I guess I am sometimes. Oh god, I just made it worse.

Okay, so..... You know my name now. That's good I guess. People don't really bother to know my name. Actually no one really get's to know me period. I guess they find me too much of a crazy fangirl psychopath... Type.. thing. It must be because of my strange perception that there is more to the universe than we know. Shit like that. The only reason this is important to me is because of something I saw when I was younger. A blue box in my garden.

So......... A blue box. Yup. I swear I was NOT hallucinating. Well maybe I was. I was freaking 7 okay. I'm 13 now. I've devoted my "whole" life to this. Just trying to figure out what it was. And whether it's coming back. I wish I knew. I don't even know what I'm looking for. Do I just go up to some random stranger and say " yeah hi, have you seen some random blue police box anywhere?". I don't think so.

My mother has started to become concerned. This is how our morning ensued:

Me: Good morning.

Mum: Did you see the blue box again?

Me: MOOOOOOOOOOOM! NO! I HAVE NOT SEEN IT FOR YEARS!

Mum: Okay grumpy gills.

Me: You need to not.

Even my father thinks I'm obsessed. He asks me about "my" blue box. I give up. I'm done with people. Goodbye world. I'm going to my room. It's the weekend so I haven't got any plans. That is- until I see flashing. Then there it is. "My" blue box. In the garden.

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