As I walked into my room, I wondered. I knew this house belonged to me, and Angela was my cat, but this was all I knew. So how did I know my way around so easily? And why did I know who these characters were that I had met? Oh well. It seemed like I didn't know anything, so why even wonder? I threw Dimentio's hat on my bed. No, it couldn't just lay there. I walked over and picked it up. It would be my new pillowcase, if it fit. I put it over my pillow, and surprisingly, it fit. Then I looked around the room.
(Wow, the letter I is used a lot in this story.)
The room was mostly gray and dull. There was a gray office chair next to a wooden brown desk with a white computer on it. My bed was very small and gray, and across the room from it, with a dresser made of the same material as the desk positioned uncomfortably behind it. The only thing in the room with color was a rainbow colored curtain sectioning off one corner of the room. I might as well find out what it was, I had nothing to lose. Opening the curtain, I found... A bunk bed. Did I have a roommate or something? I really wanted to know. The bottom bunk had a black laptop, a pair of headphones, candy wrappers and snacks all over it, and a pile of books. The top bunk was just a bed. Well, I could see there was some more snacks, some clothes, and a tablet. There was probably other stuff up there. I probably did have a roommate, then. I wondered who it was. Oh well. I left my room and went back out to the kitchen.
(Wow. This part was way different from all the others. Meh. We'll get back to its old ways soon.)
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The Amazing Story About Random Crap
FanfictionA story-fanfic mixture following the adventures of a cynical fangirling amnesiac who panicks, complains, and meets out-of-character characters. 2/27/2016 update: this is the weirdest thing ive ever read 4/10/2016: seriously i have to accentuate how...
