I stared at him with huge eyes to see how he would react to the fact that I just admitted that I was not who I seemed. He looked just as wide eyed as I'm sure mine were, so I took this chance to turn around and run, leaving everything behind. How could I be so stupid? I asked myself. I ran as fast as I could and felt a tear roll down my cheek. Crying? How can some guy make me cry? I thought my tears all dried out when fate took everything from me, so how can he make me feel so sad? I guess it only reminded me of how alone I was.