Jenny was slightly annoyed when Twilight failed to acknowledge her. But he's reading, she told herself. It's easy to get lost in a book. She stood quietly and wandered back to her room. She lay back on her bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking. She thought about Heartless, and magic, and keyblades, and the horrible soup they'd had at lunch. And then she, eventually, started thinking about the time before HEART.
I've been here for eighteen years. Does anyone even remember me? We didn't really live there, but, well, mom liked us to spend time in Hollow Bastion. I wonder if mom still does that. For that matter, I wonder where mom is. Or how the town's doing these days. Is dad feeling better? His lungs were paining him when last I saw him...wow, five years ago already. It's not that bad here...I mean, I've got friends and all, but... well, I want to know what being a little girl was like, or what normal teenagers did in their free time. Jenny closed her eyes, sighed, and thought back to herself, Jenny, forget it. You're never going to experience those things. You can send a bottled message to mom and dad. The worlds will ensure it gets to them. Meanwhile, it isn't bad here. You have friends. You have an enormous library, decent food, and a job in public service. Pull yourself together, girl. You're on the quick downward spiral to depression right now, so stop thinking depressing thoughts.
Jenny sighed again, and opened her eyes. Then her pager beeped. She sighed yet again, and examined the message. Jenny shrugged. She had nothing better to do, so she got up, stretched a little, and trudged through the empty corridors towards the map room.
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