A Self-Study Within A Broken Mind

The next day, I was back at the notebook with a wicked stomachache, and could only look back at what could have caused it. I even considered not showing up, but Rebecca would be upset after I’d already made plans to be here. As such, I was at the notebook, but not yet in the library. Thanks to JJ’s idea, Rebecca was notified when I entered, but my original idea was to be there unseen, to see how she acted when I wasn’t around. The problem was the childish and pure mind of JJ, but I was glad that Rebecca didn’t turn into my own personal porn channel. I had a feeling beast would one day hijack my mind and make her encounter an intense amount of sexual situations. In this manner, Redbecca took care of his desires. He stirred at the thought, and I entered the library for a dose of crotch-to-face upload. but Rebecca wasn’t there. Only Mr. Barcode sat on the desk in a strange position. His arms were bent to degrees humans could not achieve. I was about to speak, but Barc readjusted himself ...

It had been months since my pen touched these pages. What was written, still remained in my mind, but as a snapshot of events. Details failed to save on my organic hard drive, so I had to wonder if I ever released Rebecca from her restriction of mentioning beast. It warranted a read through from the very start, one and a half of a notebook ago, back when I still hoped Rebecca could help me lead a healthy life. This was another in a long line of mistakes letting my own mind heal itself. I wanted too much from my insanity, and created another Finnelgamin, another undying existence with no limitations. My time away was spent writing another story. The tale was meant to be light and fantastic, but evolved to tackle the abuse of the LGBTQIA+ community, or rather the difficulty of accepting such changes to the world that have been happening for a long time now. The story was about a young girl who hatched a dragon from a chicken egg, only to find the creature not fit the world it was born...