Thursday, 14:30

Riton and I didn't talk today. I followed him when it was break. He sat alone, and didn't eat anything. It worried me. Riton doesn't know how to cook, in addition to that he lives alone.

Thing is the SB committee has this programme for kids under 20 who have no family left due to the government rule of Suicide Bridge.
Kids above the age of 13 can live by themselves if the they want to. Bills would be paid by the government. Food and clothing would also be paid by the government. Problem is they give food that needs to be cooked. I usually cooked for him or brought him home with me where we could eat together.

When break was over, we had math class (terrible, isn't it?). Riton sits next to me in every class. During class I kept on taking little glances at him. He didn't even bat an eye.

I hated this. It makes me feel broken. I wish we could talk again.

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15:43

Mom and dad are still at work. I'm bored.
I'll go to the hideout.

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18:25

I now know how it feels to be punched....it hurts. Riton was at the hideout. He was upset, he broke a few things. He was shouting, then crying, he tried to leave. I didn't let him leave.

"What's your problem?" I asked him sounding a little rough. He just kept quiet. "It's not like I want this." I told him. He kept quiet again. He tried leaving again. When he did I pushed him. I tried to stop him from leaving.

He got upset. He punched me. I fell. He cried. He left. I cried. I left.

Mom was worried when she saw I had a black eye. I just went upstairs and here I am now..writing about today.

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23:45

I had the dream again. It terrifies me. I can't sleep...I don't want to sleep...I'm scared.

I'll talk to him tomorrow. Maybe we might resolve things. Goodnight.