Today I woke up and had to get up early for college.
My friend, Jimmy was sleeping on the couch that folds out to a bed
in the den. I was looking for my shoes and thought they might be in
there. I looked, waking him up, but no shoes. Oh well.
I had talked with the person who pretended to be someone else,
since she knew me well, and she said that from all I told her, and
from what she read in my 2 previous entries, is that I do care for
Kelli, unlike I had thought. She said I care for her so much,
and that's why I'm even worrying about this. I talked to my dad also
and he said he knows I care and I don't do things just to be liked.
I thought of how when she would be sad, it would bug me all day when
I was offline, and if someone I didn't know, and would never see
again needed help, I would go help them. So I guess I do care.
Anyway, I was so happy to find that I'm not acting like I care,
and just kidding myself to think that I do. I was going to go online
and talk with her now that I know I really do care, but she wasn't
on. I called and her phone was busy. I checked her diary and she had
a new entry about how she doesn't want anyone to love her and she can't
feel love, and she wasn't meant to be loved. Now I just wish she
would get online, or have her phone free so I could talk to her. I
do not want her hurt, or feeling bad. She doesn't deserve any pain.
I just wish she could see that she is lovable, and that I have every
reason to love her.