Disney owns Kim Possible....sigh.....
So...Tired.... Need Energy..... Can´t Go on.....
Headache.....
Mondays......
ughhhh......
Groan.....
Mooaaaannnn......
urrgggg......
zzzzzzz.....ZZZZZZ....zzzzzzz....ZZZZZZ...zzzzzzz....ZZZZZZ....zzzzzzz!!! Cough-hack-wheeeze!
OK! I´m Up! I´m Up!
Goes back to sleep.
Maybe I shouldn´t write this right now.....
YAAWWWNNN!!!!!!
Next Chapter....
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Anastacia. Left Outside Alone.
And I wonder if you knowHow it really feels
To be left outside alone
When it's cold out here
Well maybe you should know
Just how it feels
To be left outside alone
To be left outside alone
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Alone.
Such a simple word, Alone. Only those who have truly experienced this feeling know the true terrors of being alone. And Even then, they cannot truly describe what it is like to be alone. Cannot describe how terrifying it is, how you would constantly wish you had someone to talk too, had someone, anyone, anyone at all that you can be with. Talk about what you are feeling, seek out advice, hearing someone elses voice. Someone to hug, someone to hold, someone who would have their shoulder for you to cry on. One can feel alone even when surrounded by a thousand people. One can feel alone if they have no friends, no family, no one to talk too, no one to be around.
The feeling of being alone is a great motivator of the human state of mind. It can cause people to do both great and terrible things in the quest to end this feeling. It can cause a person to go against something they think is ideal because the majority is going against it as well. People have used this fear against others for various reasons throughout time. A person would be willing to grovel and be kicked around if only he wouldn´t be alone.
Sometimes, the pressure of being alone can cause harm, sometimes irrevocably. People have been known to go insane for being alone too long. Have been known to harm others as well because of this. Have been known to harm themselves.
All because of this one feeling. This one great motivator of human existence. All because of this horrible causer of Despair. Of Torment. Of Hopelessness.
Kim, was alone.
She stared at Josh´s back as he walked down the street, never once looking back.
Kim did not move, did not speak. She did not breathe. She wasn´t even thinking.
She just stared at his fading figure in the night. She continued to stare until it began to hurt.
Pain was errupting in her chest, pain was tagging her eyes, her legs. She did not at first notice. She was to stuned to do anything. The pain in her chest began to get unbearable. Her head became dizzy, everything was beginning to get darker.
Pain was racking her chest. Kim breathed. She began to pant. She blinked, tears fell down her face. The dizzy ness began to get worse. She panted more. She tried to call out his name, it ended in a stranggled choke. She stopped breathing. She couldn´t breathe. couldn´t see anymore from the tears that stung her eyes, turning them red. the tears mared her panting, drained face.
Her thinking began again, admist the dizzyness and fogginess that was her thoughts. His words resounding throughout her head.
A great amount of liquid seemed logged in her throught. She stumbled over to the door. She didn´t make it. Her knees buckled, she began to move to one side. She feel to her knees. She threw up.
The dizzyness passed, she began to breathe easier. Her eyes stung less as more tears began to fall. She wiped them away.
She entered the house, ignored her family that had watched the enitre incident from the windows, ignored their concerned faces, their worried looks. She quickly and quietly made her way up to her room, ignoring their calls, their questions regarding her well being. She ignored their concern all together. How could they understand?
She closed and locked her door behind her. She didn´t make it a few steps inside when she went right back out to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet.
She emptied the ruined thanksgiving into the bowl. His words still resonating inside her dizzy skull.
She let all the dizzyness pass as she let her breathing return to normal. She forced all concious thought from her head and calmed herself down. This took roughly thirty minutes, involving several more hurly, a pounding headache and a fitful sobbing. She brushed her teeth, went back to her room, and put on her Pajamas as if she were on Auto-pilot. she flopped down unto her bed and using all her will, tried to regain a level of normality, and tried to sort out her thoughts.
She fell asleep almost instantly.
She woke up six hours later.
Kim looked around and tried to regain some sort of understanding as to where she was. Recognizing her room in the dark, she breathed a sigh of relief. Usually when she felt this bad when she woke up it was when she was captured by some criminal.
It all came back to her in a bolt. She took it better this time. She began to sob quietly, afraid to wake up the house.
She had only one thought in her head.
First Ron. Now Josh...
She had no shoulder to cry on now. She had no one to talk to now. She had no one to hug, no one to hold. No one to tell her everything would be ok. No one to tell her secrets too. She had No one to be there for her when she needed it the most. She had no one. No one. No one at all....
She was alone.
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End of Chapter......
This chapter is dedicated to how I felt this morning, which gave me the inspiration to write this chapter. It deeply reflects what i went through this morning.
Told you i shouldn´t have written when I am like this. I am not too happy with this chapter, for it does not progress the story anywhere, except for adding more words to the story. It serves no purpose then to reflect feeling. But that does not mean i am not going to post it. I wrote it, might as well post it.
You don´t need to post a review for this piece of crap.
Sorry.........