Tossing and turning, Julie woke up after she rolled off her bed. Man, that hurt, Julie thinks as she rubs her right hip. It was common for Julie to have nightmares about two to three times a week. Julie pushes herself onto her feet as she tries to come back to reality. It is morning. Relieved to be in her room, and not the place her nightmare had her, she took a big sigh of relief. She walks over to her bookshelf and grabs a half written in journal, the only one that she owned. It is light blue with sparkles on it. When Julie opens the journal, she finds the first blank page in it then begins to write.

I know my mom and her brother are really close, so why would he do such a horrible thing? Julie's stomach has knots in it as she writes. The pain from that day came flooding back like it was only yesterday it happened. How can still make my stomach churn and have knots in it? Will I ever get over this? Is this the reason I do not have a boyfriend, and the true reason I decided to stay? I think I am trying to hold onto my childhood and right the horrible wrong thing that happened. This seems so childish to feel that way, I know, but there you go, I let the horrible thing that happened shape my life. I am tired of this. I hate the anxiety I feel day in and day out, and worst of all having to hide it all inside. Should I tell someone?

As Julie writes, she notices a lot of emotions coming to the surface that she did not realize she hid away. Between her parents' divorce, and her uncle kidnaping her for a few hours to have his way with her when she was twelve, Julie realized at the time the events were occurring that she was not mentally able to handle them. Julie never spoke about her feelings about the divorce, and, to this day, no one knows about what happened almost ten years. What would her parents think or her siblings? Her dad would probably kill him, while her mother would never speak to him again. I need to call Jude, I haven't heard from him in a while, Julie thinks as she reaches for the phone.

Julie jumps as a knock on her door interrupts her thoughts. Rushing to close her journal, and find a place to hide the thoughts inside, she yells, "Just a minute."I must hide this from mom since she will not like what I wrote down in the journal. Great, why did I even write down my thoughts, this is gonna backfire on me for sure. She hears the doorknob begin to turn and it makes her panic, "I said just a minute."Julie lifts up her mattress and hides the journal under there, then rushes to the door.

"Surprise, I know you did not even think it would be me, did you?" Jude says. He is in a very fancy suit and tie, which is different from the camouflage he usually wears. "What are you doing here?" Asks Julie as she wraps her arms around her brother tightly."I thought you were Mom."