June 8, 2010
I am sick. Sick to my stomach. Sick with nerves and fears and worries. I might lose her. I might lose everything. I can't lose her. Not now. Please not now. Please don't take her away, please. I don't know what I'll do without her. She's my best friend, my everything. What'll I do without her? The others won't like me as much. I'll have no one to sit with. I'll have nothing. I am so scared. I am so frightened. I can't do this. She can't do this. I don't know what I'll do. I cannot lose her now.