Grim-mumbles: i bet she only accepted because she felt bad for me........THATS IT!!! -stands up and mumbles spell The Scythe Of Death appears i hold it in my hands, i go up and hill and i hold the point close to my neck and i smile- Now no one shall be obligated to be nice to me!!
I burst into tears, truly crying for the first time, and i quickly stand up, running out of the forest.
I rush past Alexander, and trip over a rock because of my blurred vision. "Dammit! Crying… it's so idiotic…"