Flawless

A/N: I know I have other stories to complete, but I'm in a major roadblock with them…except for Childs Play. So I decided to just get this story out of my system. Enjoy!

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Why can't just accept ourselves for just the way we are?

Why do we have to follow others?

Yet we tell ourselves that were not followers, were leaders, but that's not entirely true. Is it?

Here's my story of how I almost killed myself…without even realizing it. Also here's a story that someone saved me from myself…just like I saved him from himself…once.

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"Do you really think so?" A semi surprised pink hedgehog said. She stood in front of a full body view mirror. Moments ago she tried on a pink denim skirk that had ruffles at the end of it.

"Yes, it looks great on you!" A teen cream-colored rabbit exclaimed. She wasn't young like she used to be. She was now sixteen and she got her permit. Which means that she will be driving very soon.

"I don't know…" Amy said doubtfully. She viewed herself in the mirror for the last time. She had to admit she looked pretty good in it, but it didn't seem like her style.

"Amy, you must be really blind." Cream said from behind. Amy looked into the mirror and saw Cream glaring at her.

"I'm sorry, but I just don't like it." Amy defended herself.

She walked back into the changing room. She was about to go in it, but some girls walked behind her and giggled. She looked at them and saw them whispering to each other.

Amy couldn't help but to be self-conscious now. Even if it wasn't about her she still couldn't help that maybe they were talking about her.

She went inside the changing room and pulled off the skirt, which revealed cotton lavender panties.

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Amy came out just wearing a white t-shirt and regular jeans…that everyone wears.

"Amy I cant believe you!" Cream exclaimed once Amy got out.

"What?"

"You just put away the most perfect skirt ever!" Cream fumed at Amy.

Amy let out a slightly aggravated groan, "Cream…lets just go, okay?"

Cream took a deep breath and then nodded her head. The two girls exited out of the local mall…that everyone goes to. The two girls walked through the busy parking lot.

"So where are we going to next?" Cream asked tiredly. She ran her fingers against her large ears. She flattened the stray hairs that stood out.

"We could go to my house?" Amy said while getting out her car keys.

"No…" Cream rejected bluntly. She finally got all the hairs flattened, just the way she likes it.

"Why not? We could just rent a movie and cook some popcorn…" Amy looked high and low for her car…that everyone just has to have.

"Because we did that yesterday! Remember?" Cream slightly chuckled at her friend's memory loss.

"Right…" Amy finally remembered. The wind blew making Amy's quills smack her in the face. She roughly removed them away from her face.

"There it is!" Amy said referring to her car. Her car was ordinary, just like other teens car should be. Her car was black she would have chose white, but she didn't like going to the car wash once her car was dirty. So she chose black.

Amy got in from her drivers seat and Cream got in from the passengers side. Cream always wanted to drive her car, but she didn't have her license just yet. Amy promised once she got it she would let her take a joy ride.

Amy started the car and stepped on the gas pedal and took off.

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These people just don't understand…how lonely I really am.

A red and black hedgehog walked through the busy streets. He wasn't going anywhere he just felt like walking.

His hands were stuffed in his pockets. His eyes were locked on to the cold hard ground.

Thinking was this entire hedgehog done. He was quiet, but yet his actions were loud enough. Usually he thought about his deceased friend…Maria. It just wasn't fair. He doesn't ask for anything except for his beloved friend, but yet the gods from above have to punish him.

He's living in hell being lonely is the worst punishment in his opinion. He's been alone for half acentury and the years will just keep adding on.

He kept walking until he found himself on the road. To his horror he saw a black car speeding towards his way.

Why is the world so cold?

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Oh hoped you enjoyed this chapter!