As the burn was healing my heart was mending. My new social life was beginning to shape into a bearable world. My new friends, I played with, laughed with, and worked school too. They were nice and they were kind. Rebecca and Molly walked home with me every day. We talked about everything; we analyzed and solved all the problems we cold find. When I left to go home, and they continued to their home, I noticed how they spend hours talking down the street. I noticed that they were together and I... Sign in to see full entry.