Well, here I am, back from school in my house with my parents and sister.
I gotta say, I really don't like being here. Maybe I've just gotten used to being at college, but I think there's more to it. I have terrible dreams every night about my ex-friends and all the horrible stuff that happened. I miss my friends and my girlfriend, and my internship doesn't start until next month, so for the next few weeks I will wake up in the afternoon, be by myself all day with my dogs, do chores around the house, eat if I remember, and then go to sleep and have bad dreams about bad people.
I'm also kind of scared to go out to the mall, because I'm worri