Dear Dairy
Monday morning and time for school.
I have spent the last few days with Brian and Mona. They have each tried to make me forget about the events but unfortunately me going to see Derek didn't solve anything. Brian even tried to get me to go with him to volunteer at the outreach I spoke to him about, but I declined. I was proud that he made time for it, and in turn would make peace with his past.
I thought hearing Derek's story, seeing the evening through his eyes would have helped. He was my hero that night so of course, hearing how everything went in his eyes should have helped.
The problem is, it didn't.
I still can't sleep. The demon is getting closer and closer to the surface. I can sense him everywhere I walk. He is in every nook and cranny of my house. The other day da
