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// Entry #1 
// Story: Paradox 
// by Stardust Hop 
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Dear Reader,

Hi my name is Little Boo, I am an adventurer who was somehow transported to a new world through some bizarre event. Now hold up, I know you are thinking, “But You haven’t even told us how!” and giving this one note an evil grin already. I will Tell you all in due time. I Just Wanted to give out introductions and describe what the hell you’re reading is. 

Firstly, This item you have in your hands currently is one of my notebooks I was able to send back to my World. (That will be explained too.) It gives you A direct look into what is currently happening during the writing of it. I am hoping it helps the future us realize Mistakes. It also lets you know, that I am definitely real. Also mind you spelling errors and grammar may be off a bit, as I am not that great with it. 

Secondly, If You received this notebook then you have to be someone I knew. It’s just how it works. I don’t know who are right now but hopefully I will be able to know later. Also at the time of this first part, I am writing this in after the events currently so you aren't spooked when reading it. 

Lastly and most importantly, everything in this Notebook must be kept absolutely a hundred percent Secret. No one must know of it or everything I, we, have worked for will perish. It is critical that you keep it safe. And I am counting on you.

So know that you are caught up, I shall let you read where it all began.



“Ugh,” I say as every Casual girl would when getting up at six AM in the morning would. I rub my eyes and look at the clock. “6:01” I sigh. “Why must school be annoying?” I say to no one in particular as I shuffle around my room looking for some clothes. After battling with my basket for a pair of pants and a shirt I hear mother call up.

“Alexis! Come get breakfast” I sigh and slip my shirt on and button my pants. Slowly slinking down the stairs I arrive in the TV room. My little brother was tiredly playing with his Builder Blocks toys I got him for his third birthday. He almost never puts them down. My Little sister was likewise watching her DVD of a show called My Little Pony. A show about Ponies and friendship. It was decent enough not to gouge  my eyes out with a fork and some bleach.

I stumble into the kitchen rubbing my eyes some more and start complaining to my mother who just happens to be all bright eyed. “Why do I have to get up at 6 if school doesn’t start until 9 again?” I slump in the chair as she slides over a plate of eggs and sausage.

“No one ever told you you have to get up at six. That was your idea.” She replied switching the bacon out of the pan onto a plate covered in paper towels.

“So then how did I come to this awfully annoying conclusion to get up at 6?” My brain sputtered to life remembering my dad and him always saying stuff about time management.  

“Your dad was always fond of being on time and when you were little you wanted to be just like him.” She said laughing at the memory.”Well, if anything you are just like him.”

“But I’m a girl,” I say laughing at the joke. My mom joins in and I stick some food in my mouth. “New style?” I say with my mouthful

“No, and stop chewing with your mouth open. Your Brothers going to pick it up. It’s a bad habit.” She points the spatula at me. I close my mouth and finish up my food, Laying it in the sink and rinsing water over it. 

“I’ll be in the TV room if you need me.” I tell my mom as I walk out of the kitchen rubbing my Stomach. I plop on the couch next to Ann, my Little Sister.

“Enjoying the show?” I ask. She waves her hand in dismissal. “For a fourteen year-old you sure do have an attitude you know,” I tell her and focus on the TV. The episode playing was the one where a pony named Rainbow Dash doesn’t want to see her pet go to hibernate. Funny how he show works with animals taking other animals as pets. It reminds me of furries. Were they have pets which are more or less near sex slaves. Sometimes you get that one person who just has a pet to cuddle with on lonely nights. I always thought of it as a weird concept. It’s like… legal slavery but not. Always strikes my mind.

I was tempted to turn off the show because Ann had seen it about a million times since it aired on the downfalling HUB network, But I saw something that changed my mind. Having seen the episode many times from watching it with her, I saw something… Unexpected that was never there before. It was a pink pony with blue hair. She seemed to be staring at the audience. And she was in the same position in every frame. Weird.

I grabbed the remote from next to my sister and paused it, ignoring her rejections and attempts to grab it back. “Look, Don’t you see it. The pink pony with blue hair?” Ann looked at me confused.

“I only see Rainbow Dash and her tortoise.” At least she knows the difference between a tortoise and a turtle. She look at the screen hard and long. “Nope, I don’t see anything” she claims. But  wasn’t so sure.

I rewinded the episode all the way to the beginning and noticed that the pony was looking at the camera directly after the intro credits. She was looking with her eyes like she was trying to find someone. I fast forwarded it to the point when I came in and the eyes on the pony stopped searching and were actually laid on me as if I was the thing she was looking for. I got a chill down my spine and my head started hurting. Weird things this early in the morning must mean something weird was gonna happen. I knew it before anything did.

I walked up to the TV and just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming I pinched myself and then poked the TV. It was just as solid as ever. “Huh,” I made a noise too soon. 

As soon as I dismissed it with the huh, a crack appeared on the TV. I rubbed my finger lightly across it to see if it was real. Oh it was real. Real enough to cut my finger. I cursed lightly at the pain and watched as the crack spread.My Sister Ann now seeing the crack freaked out. “Mom! Alexis Broke the TV!” I heard mom rush in saying something about the last time I broke the TV, but i wasn’t listening.

I stick my finger in my mouth as I watch the crack grow bigger and bigger until it starts to spiderweb its way across all fifty inches of the TV. A light was leaking out of the cracks and parts of the TV were falling off. The glass almost water-falling into the floor like a river of glass crystals. I backed up so I don’t cut any more. I was greeted by a blinding light as it exploded from the now glasses TV like a flame bursting out of a bonfire when you add paper. I had no idea on what to think. It was only 6:30 in the morning!

I started to feel like I was being pulled in. Like a vacuum picking up dust bunnies. I tried backing away but the pull was to strong.  I yelled out at my mom but she was so shocked and in disbelief that she stood there in awe. My little sister had a tear stream down her face as she tried to grab my hand and pull me back, failing every single time. My little Brother didn’t pay attention, he kept playing with his Builder Blocks building away at a castle that closely resembled something you would see in a cartoon.

“Help!” I screamed hoping the neighbors would hear, but nothing. It was as pointless as trying to find a hay in a needle stack. The pull eventually pulled my feet out from under me and i was dragged into the TV. My little brother looks up at me as everything turned to black. He was the last thing I ever saw.