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I met her one day, she was crying, something had happened. Usually I cared not

for humans for what have they given me? A few scars on my skin, that slowly goes

away with time, but she was different. i was curious on why she was crying? why

she let herself cry? I slowly walked up to her, she seemed startled so i stopped. I

knew she was frightened. I knew she was frightened for I was a demon and

nonetheless a boy. I asked her why she was crying, she slowly said she was sad. I

did not understand her, what was this "sad"? was it something that I should hide

from, was it an illness? the girl laughed at me saying it was a feeling. feeling? I

knew not of this. She keep going on and on about feelings like fear, sadness,

happiness, jealousy, anger, and timidness. She stuttered when she said the last

one, love. I asked her what love was and all I got out of her was a blush. Why was

she blushing?love could not be this important. I walked up to her a little more, i

wanted to know what these "feelings" were, what they felt like. I asked her if she

would teach me of these feelings. she said she would.

At that moment I felt like I was lifted from something, I asked her what it was and

she said I was happy. Happy? happy to be accepted by someone? I was not turned

down so I was happy. At that moment I was determined to know and feel them all.