April 3 2001//10.21 AM

i am home already. the day started out with an emergency community meeting. the little girl who fell down the spiral stairs, Tessa, died yesterday. the entire school was silent, and it remained that way until 2nd period. i sat in the hall with Lizzie, not really sure of how i felt. John played "When You Wish Upon A Star" on the guitar, which was soothing. Glen was a wreck, as was most of the faculty. Gary spent the class period (2nd) telling us all about the book we are about to read, because he just didnt know what to say. i don't know. this is so hard to deal with. she was only a 6th grader, this was such a random accident... i had to come home, unable to deal with the heavy air in the school.