Ok, I have a habit of writing stories that aren't always good. It sucks. I've started drawing again, I don't have a lot of pictures up, but I have a lot of Zim favorites. My user is TallestMeggers. Watch me, and I'll watch you. Anyways, I do not own Invader Zim, I wish I did. Enjoy! Reminder: I do not have spell check, pardon any mistakes!

The rain was pouring down harder now. A medium heighted green child looked out the window. He shuddered at the clear water droplets falling from the sky. The sky was a dark grey, middle of fall. His fourth year on Earth. This preculiar Irken, wasn't happy today. He was a defect, and it was finally revealed to him that day. The pain was overwhelming, so he opened the door. The loud sound of rain hitting roofs, the ground and cars was all he heard. No one was outside because the rain fell down like tiny icey daggers. He stood there, his arms outstrecthed, eyes squinted shut as the burning firey sensation flew all over his body. His wig was taped to his face dangeling over his eyes. His purple contacts burning from the tears fighting to spill down his cheek. He yelled out in anger, and sadness. The pain faded as he stood there, steaming and burning. He bent down and punched the concrete, it cracked and there was a dent in the path way to his house. He finally got over himself, and trudged back into the house, soaking wet.

A couple blocks away, a short teenage girl sat in her windowsil. Watching the rain, and people hurrying to get out of it. She started to smile, but it quickly faded. Her dad had told them, he was going to be spending five years in Germany, studying. This made her angry. Her father was NEVER there for her! She kicked the botton of the sil she was sitting on. Tears flooded down her face, even though, Gaz Membrane, never cried. She punched the wall, and scratced her fist on a nail. She watched all her knuckles bleed, and felt an adrealine rush. What ever it took to keep her mind of the emotional pain. She pulled the nail out of the wall. It wasn't rusty, so she cut the very top of her arm, not her wrist, but under where her elbow bends on her left arm. It stung, as she watched the crimson liquid rush out. She did it to her other arm. She stood arms wide apart, and the blood dripped onto the white window sil. Still crying, she dropped the nail, and cursed her life. She screamed out in agony, and squeezed her eyes shut.

So, I'll show Zim's view, then Gaz's, until they meet, when they're together, theres only one part, when their apart, two. Reviews please!