Well, you can probably guess what happened next. She started to cry, and as the first tear came out, I grabbed her and took her up into the trees. I tried to calm her, but she was still as sad as before. It wasn't until I realized that her mouth was dripping blood. By now, I knew that this was a sign of true devastation in one of our kind. I took her down to the flowers and quickly let a small white one to cover her now red mouth and take the blood away. She slowly stopped crying and smiled, so I smiled back. I knew then that she actually did enjoy having me with her. I was forgiven, and that was a big relief for me. I looked at her and her long, soft, purple hair. I really took it into account for the first time that all had that same hair. We all had something in common. We all had the same homes, skin, hair, and even the same emotions. We didn't all have the same lives, though. We were all the same physically, but we were left with our same lives and memories. I knew we were all separate beings, and it was better like that. We were going to make it, and we were going to do it together.
