Amelia was just on her bed, curled up into a ball and sniffled, she grabbed her journal and started writing.
He's gone, Jo...
My best friend, Allen... he's dead... he was dead months ago and I was just told by my good for nothing admin that he's dead!
I'm hurting and... I can't... I can't forgive her... Elizabeth decided to stay home and she checked up on me. Made me hot cocoa, that was awfully nice of her... she left though because she had to go work... but I know her: she's doing it to hide her feelings. Like stress eatting, she's stress working...
All because of me...
She told me that I still had Alfred but it's like having half the puzzle... it isn't complete with out the other half...
...
Bye Jo.
Amelia signed off and threw her journal to the door, putting her blankets over her head and hidding herself away from the world.
