Hi. Im letrealla.

MY CRUSH WASN'T SUPPOSED TO FIND OUT!!!

Oh gosh.

The guy I like.. found out. He grabbed my arm where I've been slicing for awhile..

I screamed it discomfort "Theo let goooo!!!!" I started tearing up but stayed strong. he asked me "why what's wrong? WAIT YOU CUT??" he looked at me like I was crazy but I looked in his eyes and I saw "why" its like he had two expressions. I felt horible like I could do nothing but say no I don't. But he could read me better then a book. HE knew. HE. HIM. MY CRUSH. MY LOVE. HIM. Why.

I slid my sleave up and jerked a little too hard and he saw one cut, I quickly pulled my sleave down and turned around. he grabbed my sholder and turned me around, "I saw a cut" "no no no that was just something I drew with a pen..." "then pull it back up" "I can't .-." then the bell rang. I slowly stood up waiting to regain myself. I was scared. Very Scared.