Sorry people. I was thinking about writing more.... but I couldn't. I lost my inspiration! I know, can you believe?

There is a story to it.

I was walking around at school one day and my friend ,Casey and her boyfriend Phil, walked up to me. So I started making fun of Phil and she told me something I will never forget.

"Kassie," She said. "SQUALL ISN'T REAL!"

I don't remember the rest of the day, I was in a great deal of shock.

So that night I stood above a bridge looking down into the great body of water. I tied some rope around a post then made a noose around my neck.

'This is it,' I thought, 'If Squall isn't real. I 'll jump off this bridge!'

So I did.

WHAT do you mean, how could I be typing to you now!?

Well I'll finish my story.

As I fell, ( The rope was long) I remember something Phil said...

"I beat Sephiroth."

I grabbed my steak knife from my back pocket and cut the noose, thus plopping me into the water. With great strength, I swam across the river.

Later I asked a mere bounty hunter to kill Phil, to prove it he had to bring Phil's heart back in a beautiful box I gave the hunter.

After that I went to talk to my mirror.

Unfortunately Casey found out about the bounty hunter and she went on a hunt for me.

The only thing I could think of doing at the moment was changing my identity.

I renamed myself Catfish and moved to Mexico where I met a friendly man named Alijandro.

At first I didn't like him because he was a thief and only used me to hide a diamond necklace. We fell in love after an incident with crop circles.

I lived with him for six months on a land in Oklahoma but, the land was hard to get. There was a race for free land. I always had a dream land where a river flows through it... AND we got it. We built a house there.

Anyway after the 6 months I found him with a sheep. I was shocked.

I decided it was time to face Casey. When she first saw me she tried to blow my head off with a shot gun but miraculously I knew how to dodge bullets.

So now we made up.

AND THAT is how I lost my inspiration.

If you REALLY want me to write more, you could beg. I won't degrade you, begging is actually a natural part of life. Just like kissing ass and brown nosing.

-Kassandra Ehlers