Laura M., age 14, North Carolina

School was okay today. Sean was nice (as expected). Went home with Renee. Mom picked me up at 3:30. Did homework, watched story, practiced guitar. Talked to Karen and ate dinner. Practiced more guitar, talked to Karen. Talked to Sean and I sang “Helpless” for him. Then I cried to him because things already felt weird. He said, “We just have to work with it.” SHIT. Talked to Ashley.