I am alone.

Everyone left.

Sitting on my parents and sister's graves, I cried for the first time.

I loved them.

I miss them.

I am sad.

Everybody is thinking that I am still in shock. But, I'm not. I got out of the shock long ago.

I am feeling so many things right now.

It's my first time with so many feelings at the same time.

One of the feelings is guilt.

'Why am I feeling guilty?'

'Oh no.'

'Does this.....does this mean that I........'

''Olivia.'' Charlotte broke my train of thought.

"It's late. Let's go home."

"Which home, Charlotte?"

"Our home was burned."

'And I was the one to do it.'

'Oh, and I had a lot of fun doing it as well.'

-Rae <3