She's not gonna live very long out there.
Or, a least that was my first impression of her.
No one really protected her, she looked fragile and weak. And so very, very naive.
It's like she was oblivious to the evil world surronding her.
I didn't like her. People like her annoy me.
She's the type who would be terrified of me.
Again, That was my first impression of her.
After a bit, she bagen to follow me, which picked at my nerves, one by one.
Why would she want to be around me? Someone filled with hatred, and misery, and just un-explained anger.
What happened to that blue hedgehog faker she'd follow day and night. Worship him like some god?
Then, of course. The pink fur-ball grew on me.
And, maybe when she wasn't around, I missed her. Just a little bit, though. Don't tell her that, though.
I didn't like her stubborness. It bugged me. Her heart and emotions spilled all over her sleeve, on everything she did.
She didn't give up on me. It confused me for awhile.
She was sweet, maybe a little too sweet. Her genorosity would get her shot.
She talked about love. Alot.
Love was her wish, fantasy, and goal.
I still remember those exact words she told me.
"Someday, love and me are gonna finally gonna see eachother, eye-to-eye."
I raised an eye-brow, a little intiuged.
"Someone is gonna help me do that. I thought he had it ready for me, but in the long run. The very long run, he didn't."
She turned to me, a smug smile on her face. "So, Shadow, you're gonna have to help me get to love."
I didn't get it.
What love did I have to give?
Could I even love?
And why would I give it to her?
Such a stupid girl.
Though.
Maybe.
Just Maybe.
I liked that about her.
