It wouldnt have mattered if I loved him or not, I knew he didnt returen my feelings. I knew that he only thought of me as a friend. Yet, with the way he has been acting around me latley makes me think other wise... but then again I shouldnt get my hopes up. Ive learned that if you let your emotions get the better of you, sooner or later you will get hurt. That is why I am the way I am, so closed and cold towards others, always keeping my emotions to my self. I learned the hard way, loosing my best friend a long time ago, watching as she died right in front of me and not being able to do enything bout it. She had told me to forgive them fro what they have done and instead help them.. but how could I? Maria was my best friend almost like a sister so i followed through with her last wish. Over the years I never learened to love those humans, but still helped them when they needed it.
This is just to see if my writing skills have improved since the last time ive written a story... Please tell me if this story sounds good enough so far. :)