My weekend is quickly filled by neighbours stopping by to ask how I am, and fellow classmates come to console me but to be honest I just want to be left alone. I need time to think and process everything that's happened. I can't help but feel all the blame for what happened. Scarlett's birthday is tomorrow so that's something to look forward to. But I'm just not myself right now and people need to stop pulling me in very direction and asking a million questions. My mother is worried about me, you can see it in her face. She and dad have been whispering a lot lately and I'm beginning to get annoyed and overwhelmed. I hope things start to look up soon. I've been spending a lot of time with Owen to keep myself occupied. He always makes me smile.