Okay, So here's the second one in what I believe is five stories I'm putting on line all at once. I don't like this one very much, but it's you who matters, so here, enjoy! Oh! And once again, you all get to mock me and my non-ownership of the awesomeness that is iCarly . . . Okay, you can stop laughing now.
Gosh darn that girl! She was without a DOUBT a kleptomaniac! I once saw her go into a store and come out with pockets bulging with paperclips. PAPERCLIPS! Who the HELL needs that many paperclips?! Of course, once Carly found out she made her go back and pay for them, but when asked WHY she stole them she looked me right in the eye and said 'cause it gave me a rush.' A RUSH?! Let me get this straight. You commit a crime; make the world just a little bit darker, take from someone's livelihood because it gives you BUTTERFLIES?! I'm sorry if I don't get that, but I think that's just selfish. Then again, that's the whole reasoning behind stealing, isn't it, and if anyone can call themselves selfish it'd be Sam. However, that's not why I'm ranting now. I don't care about little pieces of metal that help bind paper! I'm mad because that little spark of a girl had to go and steal something else. This time, I don't think she even knew, it just slipped silently into her hand, unnoticed. It's been there for a while now, just waiting until she takes note of it and does something. She's been walking around for about half a year now, my heart in her hands, and she doesn't even know. It's me who gets the butterflies. Me who suddenly feels a head rush when she brushes by, stupid Sam with her stupid kleptomaniac habits and stealing my stupid heart ...stupid.
RAWR!