i literally forgot until just now that when i was 13 i tried to write a novel about a 13 year old girl version of indiana jones. she had blue hair and a robot arm and a ghost butler. she did extreme sports. i didn’t want her to be a mary sue so she got hurt and cried all the time while saving the world. her ghost butler was in love with her. it was a very inappropriate relationship because she was much too young but i was 13 so these things did not occur to me. she lived in a tree. oh my god. why do i remember this in such vivid detail. i have long since deleted the files but i can vividly recall the opening scene because i went over it in my head so many times. it has been over a decade.
i can practically guarantee that at some point she skateboarded down a pyramid
look just know that if i rewrite this it will be all your fault and also i am keeping the robot pig and the ghost butler is going to be another teenage girl who is just really into butlering and being dead
