Okay people, I wrote this story in a couple of minutes, but at the moment I was feeling so depressed and unsure of myself, so I wrote the worst thing Amy could possibly live. It's short, but there's a lot of emotion in it. If you hate seeing Amy so depressed, leave now, before I shatter your beliefs.

Amy's Misery

Why?

Why does this happen to me? What did I do to deserve this?

I love Sonic. I love him with all my heart. I'd give everything for him.

But he just ignores me, as if I were nothing, just another annoying fan-girl, who managed to earn a spot in his team.

What am I to him? Nothing. Just a girl who follows him everywhere, who's never willing to let go. He's always running away from me.

He treats me like an object, he can do anything he wants to me, and doesn't care about me.

The only reason he rescues me is because it's him duty. But I'm sure he'd gladly get rid of me the first chance he gets. He'll never come to me.

I'm doomed to love him. My heart craves nothing more than to be with him, to have him realize just how much I love him.

But he doesn't give a damn about my heart, or me. He never cared, now or never before. The only reason why I'm still in this team is because I'm still good friends with all the others.

But that will never be enough to please my heart. All I want is Sonic, just him with me. But he wants to be alone.

He stole my heart, and now he's running away. He's ripping it apart with every run he makes, crushing it with every step he takes away from me.

I always had hope that one day; things would change, that my life would be as I always dreamed it.

But with every day I suffer rejection and pain, that hope is leaving me, piece by piece.

Soon, there'll be one day when he'll just take it out on me. He'll tell me to stop asking, that he'll never take me as his.

And when that day comes, all my hope will be gone. And I'll have no reason to be awake.

The only reason I get out of bed is to try to get him to be with me. Every day, it begins with hope and a chance for love.

And every time, it ends with pain, sadness, and rejection. It's always the same dagger through my heart, ripping it out and bleeding love, until the day comes when there's nothing left.

And when all hope is drained from me, I'll become a person without a heart. A piece of meat walking around, looking alive but feeling dead.

Not even that, for what reason will there be for me to walk around? What's the point? To see Sonic glad that I no longer feel alive?

I'll just be in a corner of my lonely, cold house, just lying around, waiting for nothing. I'll feel nothing, numb as a lifeless limp.

Maybe my friends will worry and call. But Sonic? He'll be glad to see me not following him as a shadow, never leaving him. He'll probably just be happy.

And my friends will try to bring to me back, but it'll be no use. I'll be already dead. Perhaps my body and mind might still keep me breathing and thinking long after I wished I stopped.

My heart will stop beating with life. It'll be just a cold rock keeping me alive, only to suffer the fact that there's no point in being alive.

Right now, I still have a little hope left. But it won't be long before I face the inevitable, and suffer my fate. Alone, unwanted, unloved.

Soon, I'll live in misery. My heart will be drowning in endless sadness, but I'll live to suffer the torture of living without life.

My heart will die, but I'll still be here. Being tortured, because I'm alive. Soon, it'll all be confirmed.

Soon, I'll wish I could die.