A/N: Decided to put my notes up here for once. It feels kind of funny. Humm
Well, I found this little story in my scraps, and to my surprise found it complete. I just did some editing and decided to post it up here. *realizes something* Is this my first song fic?! *Looks around wildly* Holy cow! Well this is long overdue!
Song: Walking Her Home by Mark Schultzdont own.
I dont own Danny Phantom either, but I think thats obvious by now.
Walking Her Home
He knew he wasnt really there, but it felt like he was. Finding himself on his feet was what gave it away. He hadnt been on his feet in months. It felt good though. He also knew that their house had been sold years ago, but he found himself standing in their old room, decorated exactly the same way it used to be. And he understood. It was his chance to say goodbye.