"I can't help but do so. I don't know why, but I worry too much, though some times I don't pay attention to my worries. Since you're my friends, I couldn't help but worry an unusually large amount," Kalia said, coming out of the trees. She had something in her hands behind her back. "Go to bed. I'll watch the whole night. I don't desere any rest. I'm not taking no for an answer, now go!" she commanded, totally against her nature. She stalked off towards the rock where she had been previously sitting. Why had she gotten so worked up? These were her friends, not her father. She grimaced at the thought of him. Oooh, how she hated her father. Such a cruel, undeserving... There was no word to describe the monster he was. She sat just sat there, brooding the whole night.
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