The Morning After
Oh god. I feel sick. And not just sick-sick (which I do, but that’s neither here nor there. But…
I got a message from Leija’s dad. she’s in the hospital. Oh god, she’s in the hospital. I left her there, I didn’t even try and help. And she’s in the hospital.
It’s always going to be this way, isn’t it? because I know that I would do exactly the same thing if it happened again. Which just makes it worse. I feel guilty, but I couldn’t say that next time it’d be different. But I never wanted it to be like this.
I don’t even know if I’m making sense here. My head’s fuzzy. Mom’s home – she wouldn’t leave me. I want to go to the hospital, but I know she wouldn’t let me. It’s not like she approves of Leija. She won’t even let me go next door. Kaysen got home okay though – I saw that much. That’s important.
I can’t believe she’s in the hospital.
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