After my breakup with Jack I felt like I didn't want to exist anymore. I couldn't stand the thought of seeing my "best friend" making out with my ex in the hallway, I would have probably thrown up. So I acted like I was really sick and my parents let me stayed home. But they've realised that I wasn't sick at all, they were just to afraid to ask. My little one was the only person I talked to in the five days I didn't go to school. She said that she knows that I am not ill but that I act like I have a broken heart. Then I started crying. Again. And I told her everything (except the Sex part of course, I mean she was eight at that time!!). She listened with wide eyes and when I finally finished and stopped crying she looked at me with a knowingly look and patted my back. Then she faced me and with all of her confidence she said that he was an a**hole. I couldn't help it so I started laughing until I ran out of breath. The way she said those words in her childish voice and with all seriousness she could afford just made me laugh real hard. To quote one of my favourite books of all time "the perks of being a wallflower" by Stephen Chbosky: "There's nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reason"
And that was exactly what I felt like after been built up by my Cutie. I felt a huge relief and she promised that everything will be better from now on. And I believed her. That was the moment I finally became myself.
