I'm an only child and have different beliefs but, I'm one of you, right? I scribble that in my journal in frustration and slam my book. I look at myself in my mirror and just laugh as I land on my bed. I curl up in a ball with my pillow, and just look at things brightly, saying that I'm alright. I was about to cry when I heard the loveliest voice ask me if I was ok. I quickly wipe the water that was like tears out my eyes and then acknowledge my girlfriend. She walks up to me and ask if I was ok, but she new I wasn't even close to ok. She gave me a death defining look that made me laugh, but then I stop, and became worried. I kissed her then slowly rolled up my sleeve I got half way with my sleeve then she stopped me. She said that she knew what I was going to show her was my cuts, but how I didn't even tell her. I was instantly thinking in my head who could have told her, and I was kinda getting furious, but then she kissed me. I stopped and forgot all about the cuts.