I laid there in bed and hurried my face in my pillows. Why him? I asked myself. Why couldn't it have been someone else, some who actually saw me. Instead he see's her, and its hurting. Why does it hurt so much? A tear fell as I clutched onto my blanket's and crumbled further into my bed, my safe place. Why can't he see me? Why can't he look harder? _________________ Cassidy had no problem without a boyfriend, she could have cared less about a boy clung to her side. But that all changed when she caught sudden feelings for a boy at her school, particularly in her friend group. All she wanted was him and him only, she never felt like his for anyone else. The problem is; he is not her's to claim. Based on a true story