After a long night of, yet again, astral projecting to find my ghost self, I continued to wonder what had transpired that very night I played tag with my other-ghostly half, and recently its as though she'd never even existed. Had she been swallowed up by PsyHigh's very own interdimensional portal? Holloween was approaching and I, for one, was welcoming the distraction from my detective endeavours that were finding out what happened to the principal's memory files.
I have long been awaiting the return of my bug-eyed friend, who I hadnt seen in over a lightyear. Sigh, time really flies- especially since someone manipulated the relativity-contraction devive in the computer lab.
P.s. I find myself contemplating the past future as I look beneath me into my present

ciao,
Hollowna

In my most recent post I experienced relativity glitches that blocked me from writing in the same tense continuously. "The past is to come and the future is set in the present"- I hear a voice in my skull exclaiming. Maybe an Adopt-a-Ghost inhabited my memory plane in anticipation for Holloween? I should get that checked out.

Currently on my way to the PsyHigh physician for effects of interdimensional timelapses!

ciao,
Hollowna