A/N: I don't hate Orihime, so I decided to write this about what I think she feels. This is my absolutely first Fanfic, so please, please be nice. Its only gonna be a one shot. So yah, hope you like it. ^^ Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Won't even get my hopes up.
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I was a ten thousand piece puzzle, anyone can try to figure me out, most people would just go to the next easiest puzzle. I only noticed that there are only a few special people in this world, back then, that really cared about me, wanted to know me, be my friend. Those people would start the puzzle and finish it. These people would glue me together, put me on the wall, and cherish me forever. The people like my brother Sora and Tatsuki.
Now I have turned into a ten piece puzzle. No glue. No pieces. Not interesting. But people still put me together, too easily. They say I am dense, and very gullible girl. Haven't they ever stopped to think that I'm not actually dense or gullible, and that I just act like it? They say I am a weak girl. That I have to always be protected. They don't seem to care that I can protect myself. I am complete, but not worth being complete forever. Some of these people are amused putting me together, and breaking me over and over again. They have fun breaking things. Sometimes, it's not just one person breaking me, it's a group. Throwing me around, making a pile of broken pieces and putting them in a box. Tomorrow will be a routine. For example, no matter how obvious I make it that I really like Ichigo, he doesn't even notice, or if he did, he just doesn't care. I'm glad I have Tatsuki to help me and to defend me, but she won't always be there for me. I have to stick up for myself. I have to get stronger. I can't count on everyone always having to save me. I can't stand anyone having to save me, they always end up getting really hurt, and sometimes close to death…
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A/N: Hope you liked it. I know it was short and all, but I enjoyed writing it, and I hope everyone (that has read it) enjoyed reading it.