This is more boring than I thought. There is nothing to do. Pain is pulsing through my veins. Why did Robert treat me the way he did? Why would he kill Jeremy? I honestly wish I had stayed a little longer to know exactly what happened to my father. But how could I have done so? What is worse, taking more pain, or keeping the pain I have? It's not like I have ever known what love is.

I remember listening to a song once. I had turned on the radio; I had just learned how. It keeps playing in my mind, that song, over and over again. It went like this:

Where have you gone? 

Where have you gone?

Why have you left me here? 

I'm so cold

My heart is broken

All because you're gone

I feel so tied to this song. And yes, I know it is a love song. But... My father is gone, Robert never cared for me, and, obviously, my heart is broken. I am destined to live alone.