Losing someone is hard. But knowing where someone is and where they are going is the hardest. I kind of wish he did runaway, at least I know that he would still be here, in calling or seeing range. Having to read where they are going is hard for me to grasp. I guess there isn’t really any difference now and how we were last year. The only difference is that he won’t be here. My memories of him...

Today was a much better day. My mom and I had a late night talk. I said more of what I was feeling than what I wanted to. But she had to know what I was feeling. We both said things we needed to hear. I don't know how long it is going to last, but right now, it feels good. She still doesn't believe that one of my closest friends (Z) "was" a junkie. I believe him, though some of his story doesn't...

I have no one to talk to about my problems, so this is my last resort. Friday, I tried to fix the Sylvia and Cara problem, but instead I cussed and yelled at Cara and threw water on Sylvia. They became closer as friends and I broke down for the first time at school. I spilled all of my problems to Janae and I felt better after I talked to her. After all that, I lost myself, but gained an ally....