NEKO-CHAN's ARTS (oneshots piccys poems) ^________^

i wrote this teh other night i was under a great deal of stress because i thought my sister was stuck at the racing fields with no ride home in crandon (basically the slums of where i live) and was worrying that she was gonna get kidnapped or worse half way threw writing it i got a call from her cell saying her friends mom was giving her a ride i almost cried. when she got home i told her once i got my licencse i would pic her up when ever she needed it.. then we ate ice cream lol



“What! Where! f****, ill take care of it, just don’t do anything stupid” the phone slammed down into its base. “Why do I have to take care of it?” the young girl teared slightly “I’m always the calm collected one that can do Anything.” sarcasm dripped from her voice as she walked to her kitchen sink and splashed some water onto her face. Then to her room to send message to a friend of hers.
‘its because you’re supposed to.’
"what?" the girl thought "great im going insane"
'that’s why you do it.' the voice stated 'You’re the strong one, the understanding one. The one that wont get upset'
“you don’t know anything" the girl thought with malice
'I have no proof that I do but,… shouldn’t you believe in yourself' the voice smiled, though you couldn’t see it, at the irony of the statement.
“so what if I wanted to be the helpless one? What then?”the girl questioned the voice
‘that’s what makes you strong the fact that you don’t need them to survive on your own’
‘and plus you know you don’t’ it answered smugly
“so…. What if I did?”
‘you know they would help, it all depends on if you would let them’
“no your wrong they-”
The phone rang. The girl rushed to answer it. “hello? Ok. yes. Alright wait….. Thanks you don’t know how much I owe you.” she hung up the phone.
“now I remember I why…”
‘what? Please do indulge me’
“the reason I do it? I do it because.. I like the feeling of being need by…the ones I love, not because im supposed to its because I want to”
The girl slid down the wall next to her phone she had been leaning on, and smiled. She had no idea that at that moment, with her being blissfully relived of her worries, the voice in her head did a little victory dance.

Wow Cat! that was amazing, like all your other stories i loved this one. Please continue this or right another. ^^

I agree, I liked this too. Although I've never read any of your other stuff lol. But I see we're all writers, so maybe I'll put some up. I hope you write more and share with us.

of course of course asuka and i will prolly bring teh majority of my stuff here lol then if you all like it i post it on quizilla although suk asees wright after i wright it lol

*sweat drops* and now you see how terrible my typing is when i dont have spell check lol

*giggling madly* suka you and koko already saw my paint shop picture of us lol

O.O that was cool. I gotta get myself into a pic like that someday.

lol i got mad paint shop skills ^________^

ha suka witch storiesshould i bring here ^_______^

I can't see it.

i shall linky yous https://s87.photobucket.com/albums/k141/catzy93/neko%20ppl/?action=view&current=meneoandsuka-2.jpg

new story i wrote after i saw this AMV http://www.veoh.com/videos/v227990T7B4WmsZ?searchId=8816561371316102469&rank=12#

im leaning twords making a story out of it but im not sure ^^


“isn’t it pretty Takune” a young girl around the age of six said smiling at the older boy next to her “The flowers Takune,” she crouched down wrapping her arms around her short legs. the hill they stood on overlooked a field of flowers “ there burning.” her eyes gleamed in delight as the flames danced below her. The boy frowned down upon her small frame “Orohime what have you done?” the boy asked icily. “Orohime Answer me!?” he demanded. the girl didn’t hear him though she was too entranced by the fire “Takune isn’t it pretty? isn’t it?” she said quietly. The boy turned and started to walk away but stopped and looked back at the girl “what have you done?” he frowned and continued walking. all she could do was look down and smile sadly her bangs falling over her eyes, a single tear slid down her cheek . “isn’t it pretty though?” she turned back to the warming light staring at it with watery eyes.