Dear Diary
It's been one week since everything happened.
Mom and dad agreed that I could take the entire week off school to rest and get better. Yesterday was my follow up appointment with Doctor Palmer and she gave me the go ahead on going back to school, so now I had no choice. Monday would be my first day back and nothing in my frail mind is looking forward to that.
Brian spends the night each night at my house. He sleeps in the living room but each night except for the very first, he comes into my room in the middle of the night and lays down beside me. I thought mom and dad would be upset seeing how they find us this way every morning, but mom told me that since Brian began doing that, I don't scream out at night anymore.
I wish I could say the nightmares are over, but I have just
