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I can't sleep. It's been going on for a week. I just can't. Every time I close my eyes, I see his leering face over me. Watching me.
It's crazy. I know he's dead.I keep tasting
It's like he's haunting me, but I haven't seen his ghost. But I keep turning around quickly, half-expecting to see him there.
I said some stuff on the lock that maybe was a mistake. I just don't know. I'm so tired I can't even tell.
I'm glad Mr and Mrs Longbottom get back soon. Except if they figure out something's wrong and ask me about it, I don't even know what to say to them.
I'm free, right? So shouldn't everything be okay now?
I don't get it. I mean, I'm so happy here. Except I'm starting to not be able to sleep, and sometimes I feel like I don't belong here at all.
I don't even know what I'm asking.
It's crazy. I know he's dead.
It's like he's haunting me, but I haven't seen his ghost. But I keep turning around quickly, half-expecting to see him there.
I said some stuff on the lock that maybe was a mistake. I just don't know. I'm so tired I can't even tell.
I'm glad Mr and Mrs Longbottom get back soon. Except if they figure out something's wrong and ask me about it, I don't even know what to say to them.
I'm free, right? So shouldn't everything be okay now?
I don't get it. I mean, I'm so happy here. Except I'm starting to not be able to sleep, and sometimes I feel like I don't belong here at all.
I don't even know what I'm asking.