Sentient

Somehow

Oct. 17:

Mom and Dad are dead. There's really nothing else I can actually say. I was in school when Mrs. Brown, the office lady, came into my anceint litiriture class with a sad expression, she called me out of class and just told me that my parents both died. And then she walked away! Needless to say, errrr write, I was devistated, my parents have helped me with so much, like school, and depression, and being told that they were just... Gone? It was awful. I started crying in the hallway and I didn't stop until some guy asked if I was okay. I told him and he laughed. He laughed at my pain, he then told me that he wasn't laughing at me, or my sadness, but still! He told me that everything would be just fine, and that my parents would want me to be happy, and, come to think of it...they would, and I kinda feel bad that I don't feel perfectly happy and fine right now. I have to go to an orphanage, isn't that wonderful? I have to leave the home that I've known my entire life, and go to live with some old couple that spend their days taking care of probily hundreds of little babies, heack, I'll most likely be the oldest one there! And I'm still crying, by the way.