Okaaaaaay. well, I really hope you like this, but it seriously needs some
work, because I wrote it yonks before I finished kingdom hearts, so some
won' really make sense to those who have. Anywayz, here's your disclaimer:
I don't own any of Kingdom Hearts, or any of the characters. However, Amy
belongs to me. MWAHAHA oh, yes, and sorry that they're veeeery short
chapters, I just do them like that!!! *mwah!* Bracken
I would also like to thank my best friend, Granola, for her help with this story. You rock! Annnyways, enough with the long-windedness, and the err very cheesy outbursts, on wit the story!!
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Kingdom Hearts: The Wish
Chapter 1
She sat on the window-ledge, with the window open. A cool breeze was blowing, but she didn't mind the cold. She stared at the grey clouds slowly drifting by. She had been there for hours, just wishing. It was her favourite spot in the house. On the window-ledge in her room. She watched a bird, a crow she thought; glide by, against the breeze. She watched the cars drive by and wished things were different. She wished with all her might that she could be somewhere else. She didn't know where, just yet, but all Amy knew as she gazed out over the urban, red-bricked, semi detached houses, that she just didn't fit in. She was different from all the kids at school, different from the kids her own age, different from the kids in her class and even different from her best friend.
A boy walked past, on the other side of the road to her. She studied his face carefully, the way he walked, the way he had his hands in his pockets, everything about him.
'How am I different?' She asked herself. Amy looked the way everyone looked around here, dressed the way everyone dressed here, and talked the way everyone talked here. The clouds had now drifted past, leaving a pinky-blue sunset with wisps of cloud scattered here and there. She strained her mind as hard as she could, then it came to her. She dressed the same, talked the same, looked the same, but she never seemed to have the same opinion as anybody around here.
She didn't think about the things everyone else thought about, not war, or fame, or politics or anything like that. She thought about things like Faeries, Pegasus', unicorns and sunny weather. She thought of travelling the world, saving endangered species of animals and discovering new ones. She thought of Goblins and evil witches with warts on their noses, of defeat, and triumph over evil. Amy wanted to go to her true home, how she thought the world should be. Not a place where hope and faith were not believed in, where all dreams are shattered and innocence quickly devoured. Her place. A place she would love. A place where it didn't rain all the time, a place where the stars shone bright in the sky every night, and all the people aren't all the same. Individuality, that's what she wanted.
It was getting dark. The lamp-posts were all glowing. She rested her head against the window.
I would also like to thank my best friend, Granola, for her help with this story. You rock! Annnyways, enough with the long-windedness, and the err very cheesy outbursts, on wit the story!!
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Kingdom Hearts: The Wish
Chapter 1
She sat on the window-ledge, with the window open. A cool breeze was blowing, but she didn't mind the cold. She stared at the grey clouds slowly drifting by. She had been there for hours, just wishing. It was her favourite spot in the house. On the window-ledge in her room. She watched a bird, a crow she thought; glide by, against the breeze. She watched the cars drive by and wished things were different. She wished with all her might that she could be somewhere else. She didn't know where, just yet, but all Amy knew as she gazed out over the urban, red-bricked, semi detached houses, that she just didn't fit in. She was different from all the kids at school, different from the kids her own age, different from the kids in her class and even different from her best friend.
A boy walked past, on the other side of the road to her. She studied his face carefully, the way he walked, the way he had his hands in his pockets, everything about him.
'How am I different?' She asked herself. Amy looked the way everyone looked around here, dressed the way everyone dressed here, and talked the way everyone talked here. The clouds had now drifted past, leaving a pinky-blue sunset with wisps of cloud scattered here and there. She strained her mind as hard as she could, then it came to her. She dressed the same, talked the same, looked the same, but she never seemed to have the same opinion as anybody around here.
She didn't think about the things everyone else thought about, not war, or fame, or politics or anything like that. She thought about things like Faeries, Pegasus', unicorns and sunny weather. She thought of travelling the world, saving endangered species of animals and discovering new ones. She thought of Goblins and evil witches with warts on their noses, of defeat, and triumph over evil. Amy wanted to go to her true home, how she thought the world should be. Not a place where hope and faith were not believed in, where all dreams are shattered and innocence quickly devoured. Her place. A place she would love. A place where it didn't rain all the time, a place where the stars shone bright in the sky every night, and all the people aren't all the same. Individuality, that's what she wanted.
It was getting dark. The lamp-posts were all glowing. She rested her head against the window.
