I won't ever be sorry

for being happy!

I'm not sure if it was an argument or not. He thought I had been laughing at him, and that thought seemed to hurt him. I can understand why it would, too. I was not laughing at him. I was laughing because something he said made me happy. Well, I just told him that! I told him he would know if I ever laughed at him. I was laughing because I was happy, and because he had made me happy, and I would not be sorry for it. He seemed to like that answer. Yes, yes he did.

Why do people laugh at or mock those that are different? I'll never understand that. If we were all the same the world would be such a boring place. It is our differences that make us who we are. I like people, but I would not want to be exactly like them. They would no longer be the special person they are. Aiyana would not be as special if every other woman in the Tribe were her. Arigh would not be so special if she saw things like each other person in the Tribe. Cana would just be another face in the crowd if we were all exactly the same. How boring, how dull, and how sad such a world would be. No, I won't be sorry I am happy. I will be sorry that people are so insecure in who they are that they cannot accept someone who is different.