In an ocean, no one knows fully what is going on, a lot like in life, no one knows what is going on unless they are told, even then, they won't understand.

On the positive side, well, is there a positive side? It is almost impossible ro find. When there is no one to help, and no one to be there, and everyone else needs someone, and everyone elae has someone, but when someone needs me, I can't be there, because by that time, there is no point anymore.

Is there actually anyone there anymore, sure, there are my pokemon, my teddies, the unicorns and pegasus, those dragons and the other people who aren't actually real. The real people seem less real than the ones in my head. Is that wrong to thin? Even if it is, it does seem true.

So is there any real point. Sure, I can stop the King and his army from invading the central land to protect the sapphire stone that was brought down from the ancient people which gave the land life from the days of death, but I can't stop myself or anyone else, is there any hope? Is there any reason?

In a world living only in the imagination and forgetting the pain of reality, it isn't easy to find the right path to travel on. Not only does it involve real courage to face the world everyday, staying as far away from people as possible, but also trying to hide the fact that you are living in your own imagination.

Influenced by everything seen, heard and them carrying on from formally imagined things, it was never easy to keep everything away from people. There was always the good story, but there qas always that bad one, the one that affected her everyday actions. The things she could do, the way she did them, she was scared of people much of the time, she was scared of windows, scared someone was watching, scared someone was going to kill her, scared of herself. 

She sometimes makes ot worse, as though she deserves the pain she creates. 

Then, pain strikes the reality, there is no way out, she is in a dungeon, no escape, just concrete walls surrounding her, no light, no hope for the future. Of course she is still in touch with reality slightly, even thinking about it reminds herself that she is no good (believing this, trying to hide from it, bit it never worked).

The imagination is a musterious place, hard to control, and difficult to change after years of following one single pattern, but with a dragon, pegasus or unicorn, it is fun. With nothing to look forward to, not that good. Even reading a book can change something so much it is hard to think what is really going on...

Lets Start with...

Pokemon FireRed!!!

Queue the music

The remake of the first games, the first generation, no complicated nonsense, just pokemon and Team Rocket with their evil plans, one region and professor oak, the way it should be...

How does he know I won't just go and work for Team
Rocket, that's the thing I've been wanting for years now :(

Interacting with people, why?

Can you not tell???

...

You are his grandad

That's what I say (no longer poo)

Well done!

I look so bored, stop talking, let me take over the world

When I found out you could do this in ruby, I stayed in
bed for  ever, I had to go into every bed from then, and
I continued it to the new games too.

Everyone hates me :'(

I'm confused, why is there no L or R button a
nywhere in life???

:)

Why has mum been cooking in the sink again,
good thing I am leaving...

We are living in a lonely world, there is never anyone there when you need them, but they're there at the end, when the worst has happened. But everyone else has someone in these times, someone they can talk to, someone to cry on. But there are others who don't have anyone or just can't talk to some people, because the person they need isn't there or they are too far apart by the problem at the time.

I have friends who I get along with who I know get very uncomfortable being alone, unless they're with people, talking all the time. Whether it's on the phone, or in person, they're never by themselves. Whereas I could be alone for months.

Viggo Mortensen

“A joker is a little fool who is different from everyone else. He's not a club, diamond, heart, or spade. He's not an eight or a nine, a king or a jack. He is an outsider. He is placed in the same pack as the other cards, but he doesn't belong there. Therefore, he can be removed without anybody missing him.”  
― Jostein Gaarder, The Solitaire Mystery

TheOthers

She wore a white coat, keeping her warm, she doesn't wear any fancy costume, but is just herself, hiding from the others and the normals.
The others are the people who also have a power, they are feared by the normals. These are the people who have no power, and they are afraid of the king, Stephen. He took the advantage of overruling the previous king, never had one of the others been king, but that is because they hide from the world, and the normals do not like being ruled by the others, and nor do the others, they know that together they have the power to bring storms to destroy villages and to bring the dead back to life, everyone knows this.
You never know if you are one of the others until you are a teenager, and they could come at the late years or even very early. You find out soon after, daily patterns change and it is then you realize something isn't quite right. The others are separated from the normals, they don't rule this land as its own country, they are ruled under the kings land, a large area, wars were won, taxes were paid, life was good as long as you followed the kings orders, laws were placed with punishments for all kinds of people, for the others, it was much worse, and the fear was only two words had to be changed in order for the normals to have a worse life than the others.
The others' land was also ruled by the highest voted man in the election for the next king, if the king died first, then a new man would replace if they got the highest, if the other leader died first, then the king had complete power over it, and that would mean a mass killing would be carried out. The younger people who had just discovered their ability hid in the shadows and wouldn't tell anyone, if they were caught, they would be executed, if one of the others found out, you would have to move to the other land, in the mountains, in the cold. The rest of the county was warm and safe, the complete opposite to the dark mountains.
The best part of being part of the other's is that, though there are animals that will kill you in the night, they have the power to stop a war on them, they couldn't lose, even with the toughest men being used. They knew everything outside of the dark mountains, they knew if there were any people hiding, they knew if there was a festival on, they also knew what was happening inside the king's head, and that was their advantage, king Stephen used this against the former king. That is why they were feared.
But not all of the others should be feared, there are the ones who don't want power, they don't want to be above the normals, they wanted to be with them.
This is where she came in. She held up the stone to show equality between the light and the dark and was now part of the secret force, against the northwestern others. They were the people who were not known to these easterners. They couldn't be found as they had a shield around them which only the people allowed in can pass through. This was one thing everyone could do, seek for others, then they just had their own specialty. It shows straight away, and no one can help support them in getting the full potential out of their abilities.
They lived like the west people, but they didn't have their advantage, so it was hard to plan out an attack without the right people on their side. And even with these people, Stephen was one strong person. Sunniva was a powerful girl, she didn't live with the others, but with the normals. Her power was easily hidden, and she could almost control it, she just has to stay clam and not be caught.
She had reached the guarded border of the dark mountains, her invisibility was useful very often, unfortunately her footprints remained visible, so had to take the long way around, following a guard in front of her reporting news of a trespasser.
The only downside was that, in light, her shadow can be seen, so she had to move in the dark to get through, and even then, now that there has been a sign of an intruder, strong lights could be turned on. Her power was an illusion, signals are sent out so people think that no one is there and would see what is really there, light isn't effected by this so would just stop and form a shadow.
If they saw her shadow, she would be killed on the spot, no questions asked, no one could get in and no one could get out, that was the rules, the path up the mountains begun at the border, only one known way up to the normals, and it was to stay that way.
The coldness of the mountains slowed Sunniva, only the ambition to find her purpose led her, she wanted the country to be safe, and not let the wrong people take over, even if that meant the king Stephen, the one person she never thought she would have had to.
With only meters to go, the lights turned on, peoples faces were lit with the annoyance of the sudden light, even she stopped to remember where she was. She saw her shadow, lights turned to her, she ran north, it was a slow reaction, about five seconds after she reached the path up the mountains, and another three before the first shot was made, three long seconds before the first hit her and she fell down. Three hundred meters to the ground below, dead...