what's up,paul? you're not doing your homework, you're not studying for tests,and this isn't like you. something must be bothering you. what is it?" paul didn't want to tell him. he knew that if he started talking a flood of emotions would pour out of him. He just wanted to be alone with his pain, so he sat there quietly, not even looking at mr. matthews."well paul, if you don't want to talk, I will. I know that something's bothering you and you've got to get it out. you don't need to tell me, but you need to tell someone or this thing is going to eat you up. paul,you've got to feel your best to do your best. the sooner you get this thing off of your chest, the sooner you can heal.