I found a group of people to stay with. They keep whispering, and they look scared. Not of me. Of the dark. They're probably superstitious, too, but I was going crazy being alone.

I like one girl, Phia Caraway. She thinks they are being ridiculous, too. Plus, she gave me some soup. It's been a good night, found some more people to email. I guess it won't be so insufferable after all.

I miss my mom and my sister, though. I have these photos of them on my computer, and when I showed them to Phia she hugged me, and that broke my heart more than being separated from them without any means of getting back did.

I will sleep in this large park right now. It's beautiful. I wish I knew the name of it, but the sign was taken for firewood last week.

I forgot to bring my camera. Of course.