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She had snow white hair, and glowing green eyes, she could through walls, dissappear and fly...
This was the like of Danielle Fenton. Her father was the top ghost hunter in the world, her family had this legacey kind of thing. Her Grandfather had created the first portal to the Ghost Zone, but if you can go in, you can get back out, thus, ghosts were unleashed on Amity Park. Her father, wanted to go in, but he hd an accident with the machine, which gave him ghost powers, but he could still be human, her mother, was best friends with him at the time, and a major goth.
"Come to think of it, I now know where I got it from." The girl said as she looked up from her book, and at her goth style room. The rest of her house was like that aswell because of her mother.
Danielle, when she was human had puple eyes like her mother, and long black hair, but when she was in ghost form, she had beautiful snow white hair and green eyes. She had inherrited it from her father, it seemed to be that the condition was passed genetically. She closed her book after a moment, and looked outside at Amity Park, and a friendly ghost floated past. She smiled, she helped her parents and grandparents subdue evil ghosts, which seemed to pop up every now and then, but friendly ghosts were allowed through the portal to interact with humans, because they ment no harm. She stood up, and streached her arms up. She wore a black tank top, with tight black skinny jeans, that had chains on them, and cute animals on the back pockets, well cute in her opinion, they were Skeleanimals.
She walked downstairs into her kitchen, and waved goodbye to her grandparents who were bickering over some ghost weapons. Her father techinicaly owned the house, but this was the same Fenton house from all those years ago. She threw her backback over her shoulder and ran out of the house, and off towards school.
On her way there though, she was stopped by the most annoying existance on earth...
"FEAR ME! FOR I AM THE BOX GHOOOOOOOOOOOOST!" A big blue guy shouted at some five year olders who looked up at him, blinking, they were skeptical. Danielle sighed at the scene, and she fished through her back pack. "Honestly, you are suck and annoying ghost, how come you can't stay in the ghost zone?" she asked.
"FEAR MY BOXES OF DOOOOOOM!" He shouted, but Danielle meerly unscrewed the cap off of her thermos, and the ghost was sucked inside. She screw the cap back on , and she tossed the thermos into her bag, and continued on her way to school, from her bag, a faint sund could be heard.
"Fear the Thermos ghost! for I will leak and spill your soup all over your books! OOOOOooooo!!!!"
"Shut up!" she shouted over her shoulder, and she stopped infront of the school, and looked up at the clock, and sighed as she ran through the door.
This was the like of Danielle Fenton. Her father was the top ghost hunter in the world, her family had this legacey kind of thing. Her Grandfather had created the first portal to the Ghost Zone, but if you can go in, you can get back out, thus, ghosts were unleashed on Amity Park. Her father, wanted to go in, but he hd an accident with the machine, which gave him ghost powers, but he could still be human, her mother, was best friends with him at the time, and a major goth.
"Come to think of it, I now know where I got it from." The girl said as she looked up from her book, and at her goth style room. The rest of her house was like that aswell because of her mother.
Danielle, when she was human had puple eyes like her mother, and long black hair, but when she was in ghost form, she had beautiful snow white hair and green eyes. She had inherrited it from her father, it seemed to be that the condition was passed genetically. She closed her book after a moment, and looked outside at Amity Park, and a friendly ghost floated past. She smiled, she helped her parents and grandparents subdue evil ghosts, which seemed to pop up every now and then, but friendly ghosts were allowed through the portal to interact with humans, because they ment no harm. She stood up, and streached her arms up. She wore a black tank top, with tight black skinny jeans, that had chains on them, and cute animals on the back pockets, well cute in her opinion, they were Skeleanimals.
She walked downstairs into her kitchen, and waved goodbye to her grandparents who were bickering over some ghost weapons. Her father techinicaly owned the house, but this was the same Fenton house from all those years ago. She threw her backback over her shoulder and ran out of the house, and off towards school.
On her way there though, she was stopped by the most annoying existance on earth...
"FEAR ME! FOR I AM THE BOX GHOOOOOOOOOOOOST!" A big blue guy shouted at some five year olders who looked up at him, blinking, they were skeptical. Danielle sighed at the scene, and she fished through her back pack. "Honestly, you are suck and annoying ghost, how come you can't stay in the ghost zone?" she asked.
"FEAR MY BOXES OF DOOOOOOM!" He shouted, but Danielle meerly unscrewed the cap off of her thermos, and the ghost was sucked inside. She screw the cap back on , and she tossed the thermos into her bag, and continued on her way to school, from her bag, a faint sund could be heard.
"Fear the Thermos ghost! for I will leak and spill your soup all over your books! OOOOOooooo!!!!"
"Shut up!" she shouted over her shoulder, and she stopped infront of the school, and looked up at the clock, and sighed as she ran through the door.
((Or I keel you...))
