ғeel free to call me. . .
Amiina (Ami) Johannes
υnless you're blind, you should see that I'm. . .
a girl...
чou think I'm what age? No, I'm. .
Sixteen
The υniverse welcomed me on. . .
May 26th
α lot of people say I'm. . .
They say I'm a dreamer. They say I'm hopeless, unrealistic, idealistic. I have my head in the clouds too often and I need to come back down. I have trouble separating my dreams from reality. I like to think and ponder. I like to be alone to gather my thoughts. Alone I can build my imagination. Alone I can be anywhere I want to be. Anyone I want to be. When I'm with others I can't wait to escape into my own mind once again.
Because most of them don't care what I like. They don't see what I see. They can't. Most people can't see past appearances. They live contently pursing nothing more than the trite, unimportant details of life. So most of them simply say I'm quiet. Even if that's not entirely me. And I don't let their indifference sadden me, because I know everyone has their likes, dislikes, and opinions. But life can be lonely sometimes.
Because I can't separate this dream that is ever playing in my mind from reality, reality has started to separate me from the others. Because I don't like to speak often I must be antisocial. I must be stuck up. But really I'm just searching for the perfect friend. An ambitious, fellow dreamer. Someone caring and imaginative. Someone who sees the beauty in the world like I do as well as the corrupt nature of others, and wants to shape this world to their dreams. To create and lead. And once I find these friends, I will never let them go. Because they're what I've been dreaming of all along.
can you blame me for what I am now? After all, I grew up. . .
I grew up on the coast with my father. I lost my mother when I was three. It happened one afternoon while we were out sailing. A giant wave came crashing on top of us and flipped us over. I fell into the water first, I was only three and was tossed from my mother's hands during the impact. After that, my mother came in after me. I recall seeing her hitting her head on the side of the boat before she went in.
You might think I'm imagining that I saw it, because I was only three at the time. But the memory will forever be engraved in my mind because of how I saw it. I was hovering above the boat, looking down upon the ensuing chaos. My limp body floating in the water as I sunk and then my father leaping off of the boat as it tipped in after me. As he took me into his arms and swam back up to the surface I drifted between my own submerged, painful, body that was looking up at the sunlight fluttering through the water above, and my hovering form, watching it all happen like some involved bystander.
After my mother's death, my father pursued his dream of restoring the old lighthouse near the beach where she passed. I think he believed that if he waited there for her long enough she would return. That lighthouse is where I spent the rest of my life. I went to the local school, but was never the most social person. People saw me as odd. I didn't like to talk about clothes. I didn't like to talk about boys, movies, sports, parties, or anything like that. Maybe it's because I had bigger things to worry about.
The strange occurrences started happening when I was nine. One night I woke up under the starry night sky beside the ocean and had no recollection as to how I got there. I would later learn it was a side affect of my astral separation, when I separate my soul and mind from my body. And sometimes I can't control when it happens, and I'll wake up out of the separation with a slight amnesia.
But the weirdest thing that has ever happened to me was when I woke up one night and was floating above my bed, literally. Apparently my soul and mind aren't the only things that know no bounds to this earth. I woke up screaming and my dad came rushing in to find me. After that incident, we searched and searched for a place where I could learn to control these strange powers, and that's how we came across and I enrolled in Fuyu Academy.
αbilities? Yeah, I have . . .
I can separate my mind and soul from my body... at will and sometimes by accident... I can also float and defy gravity. I'm in the process of trying to project this power onto objects and maybe even other people.
I aםore. . .
○ I love to sit by the sea and listen to the waves crash, especially during cool, fall evenings.
○ From the lighthouse you could always see the night sky so clearly. I love looking up at the infinite stars. The sky is a wonderful thing to become lost in.
○ Nothing sparks my imagination better than a good book. A world built entirely on words is amazing indeed.
○ I don't just think because I feel like I have to. I love to think. I discover new things about the world all the time. But through thinking I learn the most about myself.
○ I look forward to sleeping every night because I know that with sleep comes dreams, the good and the bad.
○ My father has always been there for me through the ups and downs. He is my silent, sweet, and supportive rock. I wouldn't be anywhere without him.
○ I got my pet kitten when I was twelve. Her name is Beatrice, or Bee for short. I didn't bring her with me to the school though. I thought she could keep my dad company while I was gone.
єvery time one of these come into my life, things just go downhill . . .
○ What scares me the most is that I might die by drowning one day.
○ People who feel they must conform to be accepted.
○ People who don't even try to pursue their dreams because they think they're unattainable.
○ The thought of leaving my flying up to a large, bird-like, machine that could break apart in the sky any moment.
○ I hate listening to ghost stories. They freak me out.
○ I always feel terrible after eating spicy foods, so I stay away from them.
мy House, Dorm, and Homeroom are. . .
House: Unassigned
Dorm: Unassigned
Homeroom: Art
чou see, I'm controlled by . . .
xNicoleNicolex
