Everyone had left my room, and I was alone again. I didn't mind, I was just relieved that the fighting had stopped. I reached over, and grabbed my diary and a pencil. I opened up to the next page, and started writing. I wrote down what had happened yesterday, I put some details in some parts, but there wasn't much detail in the rest. I wrote for some minutes, I was so involved in writing that I didn't hear anyone knocking at my door. Once I finally heard it, my attention snapped to my door. "Oh uh, come in!" I exclaimed and hid my diary under my pencil, then Mrs. B came in. "I just wanted to check on you.. You didn't come out for breakfast this morning, so I was a bit worried.." she spoke out, I had always looked up to Ms. B as a mother or sister figure. 

"I'm alright, I'm just not that hungry right now." I reassured her, then she left. I got my diary from under my pillow, and continued writing. A few more minuted passed, and I was done writing. I put my diary back into it's box, and I hid the box.