Just a thought. I don't know if it even counts as a drabble... Lol I don't even think I know what a drabble is 0_o

Well I'm certantly out of it.

Anyway, this is just a short... Something. Hope you like!

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom.

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Dear Anyone who's willing to listen,

You don't know me.

Well, you don't know me until I'm gone.

I'm the kid that falls asleep in English.

I'm the one who sits behind you in math.

I'm the one who you know of, but don't actually know.

At least until I'm dead.

Then, everyone suddenly knows me.

You'll say we were close in whatever class we had together, even though we only talked at the beginning of the year, exchanging names and greetings.

We probably could've been friends.

Who knows; you could have been my saviour.

It's a little late for regrets, though.

You missed you cue.

But, you don't even know my last name.

In a few months, you won't even know my first name.

I'll be the black-haired kid; the blue-eyed boy.

The kid who decided he was done.

But, I don't think I decided I was done. I think the world decided that for me. It was a chain of events I could have stopped. One bad thing after another. The world decided they were okay without me and replaced me.

Even though I was still there.

It felt like I wasn't.

I was slowly dying.

I wasn't the same.

I couldn't have been the only one who noticed I wasn't the same.

Maybe I was though.

Or, maybe I was the only one who cared.

I don't understand though.

How suddenly, I'm there; sitting next to you, asleep across the room; and then suddenly, just... Not... And how nobody cares.

Someone new will fill my seat to get a better veiw of the chalk board at the front of the room.

Maybe they'll be like me.

So promise me this.

Don't do what you did to me- whether you knew what you were doing or not- to them.

They might need you.

So save them.

From,

The forgotten,

Daniel Alexander Fenton.

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