The thought of having no one swirled in the young womens head. She needed someone to at least talk to, that is before she made the horrible descion about wether or not she could carry on in such a dim horrid world any longer. Her mind was pulloted with so many thoughts of what could be if she still had no one in the future, she would grow old and probably buy a few cats and become a crazy cat lady many poeple saw on the streets, screaming about their many problems making it evident that they needed help. The thoughts plagued her mind, and as the plague there is no cure for over thinking. The thoughts grew and grew into something much more, she needed someone. Scratch that, she wanted someone. She was deprivded of any and all human interaction, for she thought they would cart her off to some crazy house. And in there you arent aloud cats.
