Why I did this?
Why did I do this?
Mostly because I saw Kenya Starflights blog and it gave me the courage to get this done.
What am I talking about?
OH that's simple, what I'm talking about is the fact that for several years, things that look act and sound like some of the generation one transformers have been following me around. Currently at this point none of them are here, except one. He has no idea what I am up to or he'd be throwing a conniption fit.
But the fact of the matter is, what so many out there think to be fantasy or just fiction, to some one some where is real. I see them, they follow me. I've tried to make them leave but they refuse. In fact what they do most of the time is sit around and demand that I put specific things on the TV for them to watch.
The truth of the matter is, you can call me crazy, or you can take this seriously, but I see what I see and they aren't going to go away.
So I've come to the conclusion that I am sick of hiding it.
I have Live In Transformers here in my house. They come and they go, they live they talk they laugh their skidplates off at me when I get out the Transformers movie and cry in the sad spots.
Why me?
That I can't tell you. Maybe they can simply tell that I love them, maybe they can see things about me that no one else can. Maybe Optimus just liked my fan fiction and decided to move in with the nut case girl who's main characters are infatuated with him. The fact of the matter is I don't know why they showed up. But they showed up none the less.
How did this happen to you?
That I can answer for you. It actually began a long time ago when I was small, I saw them all for years and my parents classified them as imaginary friends Well time passes and well all grow up sooner or later. I grew up and came to believe that they weren't there. Then one night not to long ago, I became horribly ill. Sick beyond anything you can imagine. That was when I woke up and saw HIM. Sitting on the edge of my bed looking at me. The great leader of the autobots staring at a human girl because she was sick. At the time I chalked it up to the fever of 105 and went back to sleep, telling my self that I had been dreaming. Then I woke up the next morning and there he was. Sitting in my desk chair, calmly as you please telling me that they had come back and this time they weren't going to be leaveing.
Ever since then they havent, they come and go but they almost always come back. Its strange but endearing. I have finally come to accept them as a part of my life. To work, to school, on vacation. Some one is almost always there.
And so due to all of that I am writing this to put some of the things that happen to me down some where for some one to read some day.
Once again My profuse thanks to KenyaStarflight and her Live in. The two of you have made it possible for me to come out my self. As a writer and as some one who has a guest.
Thanks Again you two, I plan on reading your adventuers so come read mine too.
Mostly because I saw Kenya Starflights blog and it gave me the courage to get this done.
What am I talking about?
OH that's simple, what I'm talking about is the fact that for several years, things that look act and sound like some of the generation one transformers have been following me around. Currently at this point none of them are here, except one. He has no idea what I am up to or he'd be throwing a conniption fit.
But the fact of the matter is, what so many out there think to be fantasy or just fiction, to some one some where is real. I see them, they follow me. I've tried to make them leave but they refuse. In fact what they do most of the time is sit around and demand that I put specific things on the TV for them to watch.
The truth of the matter is, you can call me crazy, or you can take this seriously, but I see what I see and they aren't going to go away.
So I've come to the conclusion that I am sick of hiding it.
I have Live In Transformers here in my house. They come and they go, they live they talk they laugh their skidplates off at me when I get out the Transformers movie and cry in the sad spots.
Why me?
That I can't tell you. Maybe they can simply tell that I love them, maybe they can see things about me that no one else can. Maybe Optimus just liked my fan fiction and decided to move in with the nut case girl who's main characters are infatuated with him. The fact of the matter is I don't know why they showed up. But they showed up none the less.
How did this happen to you?
That I can answer for you. It actually began a long time ago when I was small, I saw them all for years and my parents classified them as imaginary friends Well time passes and well all grow up sooner or later. I grew up and came to believe that they weren't there. Then one night not to long ago, I became horribly ill. Sick beyond anything you can imagine. That was when I woke up and saw HIM. Sitting on the edge of my bed looking at me. The great leader of the autobots staring at a human girl because she was sick. At the time I chalked it up to the fever of 105 and went back to sleep, telling my self that I had been dreaming. Then I woke up the next morning and there he was. Sitting in my desk chair, calmly as you please telling me that they had come back and this time they weren't going to be leaveing.
Ever since then they havent, they come and go but they almost always come back. Its strange but endearing. I have finally come to accept them as a part of my life. To work, to school, on vacation. Some one is almost always there.
And so due to all of that I am writing this to put some of the things that happen to me down some where for some one to read some day.
Once again My profuse thanks to KenyaStarflight and her Live in. The two of you have made it possible for me to come out my self. As a writer and as some one who has a guest.
Thanks Again you two, I plan on reading your adventuers so come read mine too.
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