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Until I gather a few more Chapters in my AU Ben, a working title in progress and I'll give you hints to wet your whistles during some chapters when more of it is written, I will be posting up this lovely, and yes that IS the title, work in progress. I have at least five or six chapters completed and... no... don't ask me why it is called this, I just picked a random date and THAT one stood out the most because of High School Graduation. Noisy! So, without further due Here is:

May-23-2010 ! *cheers*

The box was full of writings that had been left in plain view, if your sorted out his room and began to pack the knick knacks ups to be given away because they hold so many hard memories for you, and if you went to the closet and cleaned up the haphazard clothes thrown inside you'd find it with bold words written in barely legible writing that you would have assumed didn't belong to the boy who use to live in this room.

The box, the words saying 'I'm Dead', was about the same size as a cement block that had the same color as the grey heavy block. You wouldn't have assumed it was something that it was saying with the words, but in the back of your mind you finally realize that you were the one to blame for what happened as you pull off the lid, open the box, and take out the first letter.

"June 16, 2010

It's about time Kevin will be picking me up, but I know he'll take an extra fifteen minutes before he reaches my house to spend time with Gwen, he loves her everyone can see that, and I just wonder if I'm in the way like I usually am. In fights I'm always far away from them, they huddle together; if it's because they believe the omnitrix will keep me safe, then their wrong. It doesn't take the blows, I do.

Yesterday, as I told you, it hurt a lot worse. The omnitrix barely healed up the broken rib, but I don't think they even noticed how I was holding my chest, hissing in pain. They don't really look over at me in the back, they just look at each other. They don't realize that I'm always in pain after each fight. Maybe it might be a good idea to just quit the team, Kevin would make a better leader then I have.

About last week I got a letter from Julie, you know what she said about Kevin and Gwen, 'They take advantage of you, Ben, I don't understand why you just take it… doesn't it hurt when you come home or to my place and I have to sit with you, hoping that the hidden bruises and broken bones fade after a few days? I hope you finally set them straight because I am starting to break, I can't stand you in pain when they can help it.' I find her words encouraging, but I made her promise me never to tell them. I don't want Kevin or Gwen to whine and complain that I'm trying to be an 'attention whore'.

I hear Kevin's car he'll be here soon so I better just quickly end this. I'm not sure what it is, but I just want everyone to know I love them, yeah I know, I'm going to be fine when I come back and sneak out, this box is already full, to buy a new one. I don't spend all my money on Chili fries and Smoothies, Kevin might not realize it, but I all ready have at least over five hundred hidden in my boxes. Won't he be surprised; sarcasm, it's a wonderful thing.

Off for more alien activity hunting,

Ben Tennyson."

You could only stare at it, two things running through your head before tears and anger well up in your chest and eyes. He was always in pain, but he never really tried to gather attention to it. With a deep breath you pull out the next one, setting the now delicate and heart wrenching 'journal entry' down next to you.

Please forgive my spelling and grammar.