Even though it is summer in the world outside, in here it is cold, dark, and depressing. I’ve not seen Tristian for three days or anyone else for that matter. Not since he flipped out on me. We were having an amazing day. I thought I was getting somewhere with that darkness he carries around inside, but as usual, his ugly side reared its head. He is mentally exhausting. I have spent plenty of time on my own, but at least I could still see what was going on in the outside world. Tristian doesn’t even have cable TV. He just has movies. I have searched all over for a phone. If there is one, I am certain it is in his bedroom, where I am not permitted. I’ve tried his door, there is no getting in unless he wants me to. I want to call and check on my father. I need to know he is okay. I have never been away from home...away from my crazy sisters. I would walk to town if I could get far enough for it to matter. I’m truly alone. But I have to make the best of a bad situation.
