Chapter 1 - The Beginning

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*Third Person POV*

The story takes place in a bright sunny day, illuminating a seemingly normal cottage; with dark green walls and a wooden door. The house has flowers flourishing, showing the way to the entrance. A dark-oak sign is just after the flowers, declaring this homely cottage to be the property of none other than Amy Rose; A beloved freedom fighter and Sonic's self-proclaimed "girlfriend". Yet as the walls show the insides of the house, we see the normally energetic and happy hedgehog on the floor, a shadow on her face. The shadow suddenly disappears as she stands up, her eyes red with tears, yet none appear visible on her face, only smudges as though hastily wiped away. She looks at a portrait, bordered with a dark oak frame. She runs to a room, the portrait landing on the floor face up; the portrait being a picture of none other than Sonic The Hedgehog.

*Amy Rose POV*

Everyone thinks that everything in my life is going peachy. Sonic's fangirls look at me with jealousy and longing in their eyes. Guys are impressed with me, making sure they never get on my bad side when I interact with them. My friends also think everything is okay. But no-one knows the pain that I hide, horrible feelings staying on my mind like a disease, clouding my judgement, my thoughts, my conversations. I hide all these feelings in my mind behind a fake smile. After all, why would I complain about anything? I'm a freedom fighter! I helped saved the world! I have so many friends and I love someone that I have more chance with than anyone else! I should be thrilled and ecstatic! Yet, no-one knows the pain I hide...

Sonic The Hedgehog. The guy I'm madly in love with; the guy who saved me from Metal Sonic when I was 8; the guy who saved me so many times from Eggman. The guy who won't stop running away from me. Who I catch countless times with other girls. I assure myself that its nothing; that he'll love me soon enough. Just have to keep trying; that's what books show...

Yet every single time I catch him, the most horrible thought that  keeps re-appearing is what separates these girls and me. They are more attractive: their hairstyle, their make-up, clothes, just about everything they flaunt is more attractive and prettier than me. Self doubt came in silently, clouding my mind. I searched and looked at how I could be more beautiful; how I could be just like those girls Sonic is so attracted to. Yet, his type seems to change as fast as his speed; he's into a fox with short hair and flashy dresses, the next he's into a long-haired, innocent looking bunny with a long-sleeved, simple-colored dress.

I changed my look as seldom as possible. I put some lip-gloss and mascara. I wore a simple light blue apron dress, a white long-sleeved shirt underneath.   He simply looks at me for a second and acts like everything is completely normal. He tells me that I shouldn't keep trying to get his heart, that he wasn't interested. He said it softly and politely. I try harder. Some thoughts pull me over, reconsidering my choices. "It's not normal changing your entire wardrobe for a guy.." I soften, and hesitate. "Then again, a girl completely changes everything about her to go from a simple nerd to a beautiful girl. Then the guy practically swoons over from love."

After a while, I thought to myself, "what if its not just the looks? What if its the behavior, the attitude? Maybe if I act more sassy then obsessed, that might sell the image for him!" He still didn't notice. I tried harder. After a while, I wanted to give up, feeling heartbroken. Then I tried again, determined to not give up. After months and months of trying, my friends softly broke it to me. I didn't want to believe it, but what else could I do? I have tried to change my looks, my way of talking, everything about me. And it still wasn't enough for him. I lost the wanting of life; exploring, friends, pleasures. It all felt foreign to me; as though I lost my soul in the process of having my heart broken. I lost wanting of getting up in the morning; I preferred to sleep. Sleeping means escape from what was happening. Of my feelings. Of the constant dread of the nightmare I have to live daily.

My friends tried to motivate me. Tried to get me out of bed. Tried to tell me that I can live through life without Sonic. I shrugged at their pleas. I simply told them to leave me be for a while. They respected my feelings with the looks of sadness on their eyes. Sadness overtook my dead feelings. When I woke up, their eyes haunted me. Sonics rejection burned into my memory as though it happened yesterday. Tears threatened to peak. I felt as though I would never see the sun again. Curtains blocked the sun from entering my bedroom. I didn't know if I was ever going to go back again. I didn't know if I was ever going to want to get up again. All I know is that whenever I can't go back to sleep, the only thing I feel like doing is bawling my eye out. As I woke up, I realized my friends came; the curtains were opened and a basket full of fresh food was near me. I looked at my surroundings. It was night-time.  As a star zoomed past the evening sky, I saw a chance, an opportunity for a  wish. I wished to find the strength to get back up, to start a new life. The hopeful moment passed for a moment before sleep attacked my eyes, and I peacefully lost consciousness.



So that was the first chapter! I hope you guys liked it. I really don't know how to start of the chapters, so hit me up with some recommendations. I'll try to update soon.

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