Dear diary,
I'm ashamed of myself. I was so quick to believe that Ben was committing those crimes. Why didn't I just stop and think for a minute? This just isn't in his character. He enjoys being lauded as a hero. He doesn't want to be feared as a villain.
Yes, all of the aliens who did those things are on the omnitrix, but each one represents an entire species. Ben isn't the only one. Why were there no aliens that aren't on the watch? That's some cause for suspicion but it's far from proof. In fact, we should have considered a frame up before we suspected him, or just ask him. He's naturally honest. He's not a good liar.
Not trusting him almost cost me my life. Funny now that I think about it. I'm a ten year old girl and I stand just feet in front of things that would send the toughest grown man running in terror. Things like a living wall of fire, a vicious alien canine, or a giant red four-armed alien that can do curls with whole cars; and I stand there trading verbal jabs with it...Why, because it's Ben. No matter what he could do to me, he will never hurt me.
My unfair assumption that the heatblast in front of me was Ben was nearly a fatal error. If Ben had been a second later Kevin would have reduced me to ashes.
Thanks to Ben Kevin didn't hurt me, but I think I hurt Ben by not trusting him. He forgave me but I think the hurt is going to take some time to heal. I have to do whatever I can to show that I do trust him.
This whole thing drives home a point though. I really am playing with fire, sometimes literally. I don't get burned because my dweeb loves me.
I've got to make this up to him.