No, this isn't a poem. XD You're all probably sick of poems. I don't blame you, lol.

Anyway, I have been working on a story these past few days called "Inside My Head". I wanted to show you guys the first part/chapter so you could tell me if you'd ever read it or if you think it's good. Though, regardless of whatever any of you think, I will still publish the story one day. I just want to see if "Inside My Head" would be appealing to any of you. :3

Welp, here's the little preview thingy X3:

Part 1: A Sheety Meeting

(I should go to the store today...)

[Yeah, gurl, you need some new designer heels. Just sayin', but those heels you're wearing? UUUUUGLYYYY!]

(And you are...?)

[I go by The Voice.]

(That's such a dumb name...)

[Excuuuuuse ME?!]

(I'mma call you Brackets, 'kay?)

[Da hell is this??!]

(.....)

[You still need some new heels, gurl.]

(You got over that fast.)

[Oh, don't worry, I'm pissed.]

(Oh, shiiiiiii-eeeetssss. Sheets. I like sheets. Love them, actually. So nice and silky and smooth and soft and pretty...)

[What are you on about?? JUST GO GET THEM NEW HEELS!]

(Okay, okay!)

It's basically like those books where two people text each other or call each other, except the [ ] are a voice in the main character's head and the [ ] has no face. Heh, anyway, yeah, that was the first part of it. And since that didn't seem like a lot, I'll also give you the current summary (though I plan on adding to the summary, but whatever ;3 You guys are just special like that).

~THE SUMMARY~

[I'm gay.]

(OHMAIGAWD, WE'RE GONNA CRASH! MAYDAY, MAYDAY! I REPEAT: WE ARE GOING TO CRA- OOMPH!)

[You crashed into the curb.]

(Oh... So, you're gay? That makes a lot of sense, actually...)

[What that supposed to mean?!]

(It means heels and milkshakes.)

[..huh?]

(You should know what I mean! You're the one inside my head, Brackets!)

[Um... You're crazy?]

(What does- you know what? I'm not even going to ask.)

•••

[...hey, where're your ugly heels?]

(Hiding.)

[...hiding? From what?]

(The mean people.)

["The mean people"? Did the mean people make you sad?]

(...)

//( ) knows she's said too much.

[Did the mean people do something to you?]

(...)

[Hello?]

~~~~~
Brackets is a voice in her head, one that suddenly appears one day. One that she can't get rid of. One that is her friend - her only friend. The only friend she will ever need.

*contains censored swear words*

~END OF THE SUMMARY~