I have no privacy. But I feel so alone.

But I don't want to have to stop feeling. I really think I'd rather die than stop feeling.

Carlos was probably somewhere warm, eating three meals a day, and sleeping in a real bed. That was the life

I hate the moon. I hate tides and earthquakes and volcanoes. I hate a world where things that have absolutely nothing to do with me can destroy my life and the lives of people I love.

Librarians! Librarians always know how to find out things. That was their job even before the Internet.

It wouldn't be New Year's without a resolution. I've resolved to take a moment every day for the rest of my life to appreciate what I have.

But today when I am 17 and warm and well fed, I'm keeping this journal for myself so I can always remember life as we knew it, life as we know it, for a time when I am no longer in the sunroom.