Day 4: Tiffany

I know I can be kind of... shallow. or that's what people say anyway. But I have feelings. Dante doesn't think so. He treats me like I'm brainless or something. It's just that I don't want to worry about things, or do things I don't want to do. And this is not something I want to do. I don't want to deal with these people, or deal with the thought of losing my grandma. The last thing I said to her.... I need to find her. She has to be okay. I cried a little today, but not in front of anybody. Especially not in front of Dante or Eric. Ripley knows. She gives me that look like she understands but she doesn't. How could she possibly know what this is like? Billy doesn't get it either. He has his mom. He has family, somebody who loves him. What do I have? The rest of the people have been kinda quiet all day. We have to stay here at Eric's for a few days, but come on, we have to get out of here. We have to find our families. We have to find normal people. I can't do this anymore.