Sunday 21 Dec
My sad day!
This is the most terrible day in my life so far, at least as it feels like. This morning when I woke up around 5.30 and realized that Gabys won’t come back and then I felt some tears.
Under the day have people been in my room trying to make me move to see if I’m alive and pushed me while I were lied there and cried. But I didn’t want go up, I didn’t have the power and the feeling to get up, I was to depressed and just lied in my bed tried to think about something else than Gaby, but it didn’t work. The only thing that were in my head were Gaby.
My sisters came into my room and gave me 2 balloons and she wrote “I love P.Kung” and “Gaby” on them.
At dinner I ate the food with the family quietly without anything to say, the only thing I said was “good food” and “thanks for the dinner” and then I went back to my room and did the same thing as before.
