Pirouette Paper: The Breakdown

Pirouette Paper: The Breakdown is a breakdown and character study of Pirouette Paper, and a sort narrative following her literal breakdown as she realizes that she will not have to follow her destiny. It takes place timeline-wise after the events of Way Too Wonderland.

The Breakdown
It was always a question if Pirouette Paper wanted her destiny. If asked, she would always say that she did. If she asked herself, the answer would still be the same.

She wanted her destiny.

She was the paper ballerina.

She really, really wanted her destiny.

There was something special to the certainty of it. An allure that made Pirouette think she loved her destiny. Because no matter what, she would still manage to do something memorable, something important with her life. And all she had to do was stand there and take it.

Now, Pirouette didn't know what to think. Everything was up in the air. It was as if she was standing on a mantel two inches wide, and her legs were wobbling already.

There was nothing for her now. Destiny was nothing for her now. It was no longer some great thread of fate that led her life.

Now it was a choice.

She lied down on her bed and did nothing else.

Destiny was a choice.

Pirouette always said that she chose her destiny.

Was there ever any choice? Did she ever give herself the time of day to sit down and think about what she really wanted to do?

No.

It was always destiny. It was always the one path paved for her.

She didn't need to make the choice. Destiny was the easiest option, and Pirouette always chose the simplest things. Besides, she didn't know what she would do without destiny.

All she knew right now was that she was scared. Scared, of her destiny. Scared, of a life without it. Every direction without destiny only made to give Pirouette Paper the worst possible experience of her life.

Pirouette had no good reason to follow her destiny. There was nothing at the end of it but tragedy. Even her family tried to tell her this. But she was still the paper ballerina more than she was Pirouette.

"Who am I?" she asked.

"The next paper ballerina," they all replied.

Who is Pirouette Paper? Who is she without the destiny? If she weren't the paper ballerina, who else could she be?

Even Pirouette herself didn't know. She never gave herself the space to know. She lost who she was before she even had a chance to find herself.

Maybe it was time to find out.

She was the paper ballerina more than she was Pirouette.

Maybe it was time to change that.