I Can... Try One

When was the last time I let so many people see me? Being here with you, everybody just sees me as a normal kid. I don't have to hide. I don't have to hold my face still. I can smile, talk, laugh... I feel like a normal kid. Maybe I can learn from you how to act like a normal kid here, where to go, what to do, how to talk to people.

Oskar: "Wait a sec..."

What are you doing there? Are you buying something? If I watch him I can learn...

The cat, he senses me. Oskar doesn't know what the cat is mad about. Get away from the cat.

Oskar: "Here."

Is it food? I don't eat food, I eat blood. I can't eat food. Should I tell you? No, I can never tell anyone.

"No."

I guess you thought you were being nice to me. Let's go do something else. Is something wrong?

Oskar: "Too bad."

Am I supposed to take some? But I can't! Did I hurt your feelings? Are you going to get mad? Don't get mad at me. Maybe if I just try one - a little bit - I won't get so sick. Maybe I won't get sick until later. Maybe...

"I can..."

No! No I can't! But I have to.

"...try one."

Is there a small one? I guess this one. Do I have to? No! Why is it so important to you? It doesn't taste like anything. At least it made you happy. Maybe it will be okay...

Oh no! Go behind the building where no one can see. Where he can't see.

This is awful. Please don't come back here, Oskar. Leave me alone. It was stupid to eat that. Stupid!

"Sorry."

This just sucks. Now you'll think I'm weird. Now you're going to tease me about it. You had better not laugh at me. No, I can't hurt you - even if you are going to be mean to me. Go ahead and leave.

What are you doing? Why are you coming close? Get low. Spring upward into his throat.

Wait, you're just... hugging me? Why? You're not going to tease me? No boy has ever hugged me before. I feel his heart beating, pumping his blood. You feel bad that I got sick. You want to make me feel better. Why? Oh - you think I'm a girl.

I guess you do still like me. Is it just because you think I'm a girl? His blood is so close. I wish I could tell you what I really am. This feels so nice, just being held close.

I hate having this secret. Isn't it just lying? Would it really be bad to tell you?

"Oskar..."

No, I can never tell him.

"Do you like me?"

Oskar: "Yeah, a lot."

I like you a lot, too. You wouldn't like me if you knew. What would you think if you found out?

"If I wasn't a girl would you like me anyway?"

Oskar: "I suppose so."

Really?!? I finally have friend. You're my friend, but only because I lie to you.

Oskar: "Why do you ask?"

I'm sorry Oskar, but you have to stay my friend. He can never know.