Part 3
Piper, Phoebe and Paige sat close together with a blanket wrapped round them. They were in silence
just enjoying the closeness.
"Piper?"
"Yes, baby sis?" Piper said smiling at Paige.
"What's the story you have to tell me?"
Piper's face dropped.
Phoebe looked at Piper, "can you do this?"
Piper nodded, "Paige told us her story, she needs to know mine."
Paige looked back and forth between her sisters, "You're really starting to worry me."
Piper took a deep breath, she was terrified. She had only ever told Phoebe about her darkest times,
even then Prue had told most of it.
Phoebe squeezed Piper's handin a small gesture of support.
"Piper, if you don't want to or can't tell me then that's ok, you know."
"No, I want to and will. I've just never talked about it before, except for telling Phoebe... but I wasn't
the one talking."
Paige looked confused, "wouldn't Phoebe already know?"
Piper sighed, "I need to start from the beginning."
Her little sisters nodded.
"When I was about 16, I was a geek, didn't have any friends. I felt invisible. I spent so much time
alone in my room I believed I was truly alone and I started to doubt Prue and Phoebe loved me. I
guess I was just really depressed, I couldn't take dealing with everything that happened in my life,
so I uh... I was ready to kill myself. I almost did, had the knife at my wrist. Then someone took it
from me. It was Prue, she held me and made me feel loved again."
Piper wiped at her eyes, composing herself so she could go on.
Paige put her head on Piper's shoulder and her arm across her waist. She never thought Piper would
come so close to taking her own life. To Paige she seemed the strong, sensible and stable one but
realised that was just naive of her.
Piper rested her head on top of Paige's. "I made Prue promise not to tell anyone, especially Pheebs.
And she didn't. She helped me, was there for me more than ever. I guess I moved on and managed
better."
"But then grams died and I barely survived the funeral. When we got home, Phoebe left for New
York and Prue, she didn't deal, she just pretended it wasn't real and went to Rodger's. I thought that
was it, Prue and Phoebe both left. I was alone and really upset. Felt like everyone I had was gone.
Everything was just getting worse. So I took a knife and I pressed down. I opened up both my
wrists. I wasn't as scared as I thought I'd be, it was easy, too easy."
"Prue had gotten half way to Roger's and turned back, not soon enough though. She found me in my
room. Passed out and bleeding to death. I woke up the next day in a hospital room with Prue at my
side looking mortified. Everything came back to me at once, I felt so guilty and angry. I wasn't sure
if I was glad to be alive or not."
"I blocked myself off from Prue, didn't talk at all but when she would show any sign of leaving I'd
panic. I kept thinking she'd leave me alone again. I didn't want to be alone. I thought my own mind
would go on and on so much I'd faint. It was confining me, I couldn't breath."
Piper's body shook with sobs. She'd never spoke in so much detail and it was difficult.
Phoebe put her arm around Piper and gave her silent support, mainly because she didn't trust her
voice.
Paige was in shock, she couldn't believe Piper had ever felt so bad and so alone that she tried to kill
herself. She subconsciously cuddled closer to Piper.
"Prue broke after a few days, she shouted at me like she would Phoebe. That was when I knew I had
to talk. I locked myself in my room then Prue came up. I wouldn't answer at first and I think she
thought I was trying to kill myself again, so she told me how she felt and how sorry she was, I finally
let her and I broke down."
"I had to go to the psychiatrist 3 times a week but I was still so shy then so Prue would come in with
me, I don't think I would have survived without her. I know I wouldn't have." Piper cried ashamed of
everything she done and the fact Prue was gone.
Phoebe picked up the end for Piper, "I only found all this out 2 years ago because I accidently
opened a letter from the hospital about her annual check up. So they had to tell me everything."
Phoebe explained.
Paige couldn't believe Phoebe didn't know, I mean Phoebe and Paige didn't have secrets or so she
thought. She found herself looking at Piper's wrists.
"You can hardly see them, It's why I got the tattoo's." came Piper's soft voice.
Paige looked harder and saw the end of Piper's scars. She turned and wrapped her good arm round
Piper's neck.
"I love you, I'm glad you didn't succeed."
Piper hugged back, "me too Paige, me too."
"Maybe, if we had known each other from the start neither of us would have been alone."
"Maybe, but we got through it and we all have each other now. That's all that matter's."
There we have it, memories. They completely break us down, show our vulnerability and tell our
weaknesses. Also let us bond cause you're saying, 'I trust you and I believe you'll understand, so
here's my story.'
Because we all have a story and everyone is important. Hate your story, be ashamed, embarrassed,
angry about it but whatever you do, don't ignore it. It invented you, the great person you are today
or will be tomorrow. But just remember you can't be anything without yesterday.
Piper, Phoebe and Paige sat close together with a blanket wrapped round them. They were in silence
just enjoying the closeness.
"Piper?"
"Yes, baby sis?" Piper said smiling at Paige.
"What's the story you have to tell me?"
Piper's face dropped.
Phoebe looked at Piper, "can you do this?"
Piper nodded, "Paige told us her story, she needs to know mine."
Paige looked back and forth between her sisters, "You're really starting to worry me."
Piper took a deep breath, she was terrified. She had only ever told Phoebe about her darkest times,
even then Prue had told most of it.
Phoebe squeezed Piper's handin a small gesture of support.
"Piper, if you don't want to or can't tell me then that's ok, you know."
"No, I want to and will. I've just never talked about it before, except for telling Phoebe... but I wasn't
the one talking."
Paige looked confused, "wouldn't Phoebe already know?"
Piper sighed, "I need to start from the beginning."
Her little sisters nodded.
"When I was about 16, I was a geek, didn't have any friends. I felt invisible. I spent so much time
alone in my room I believed I was truly alone and I started to doubt Prue and Phoebe loved me. I
guess I was just really depressed, I couldn't take dealing with everything that happened in my life,
so I uh... I was ready to kill myself. I almost did, had the knife at my wrist. Then someone took it
from me. It was Prue, she held me and made me feel loved again."
Piper wiped at her eyes, composing herself so she could go on.
Paige put her head on Piper's shoulder and her arm across her waist. She never thought Piper would
come so close to taking her own life. To Paige she seemed the strong, sensible and stable one but
realised that was just naive of her.
Piper rested her head on top of Paige's. "I made Prue promise not to tell anyone, especially Pheebs.
And she didn't. She helped me, was there for me more than ever. I guess I moved on and managed
better."
"But then grams died and I barely survived the funeral. When we got home, Phoebe left for New
York and Prue, she didn't deal, she just pretended it wasn't real and went to Rodger's. I thought that
was it, Prue and Phoebe both left. I was alone and really upset. Felt like everyone I had was gone.
Everything was just getting worse. So I took a knife and I pressed down. I opened up both my
wrists. I wasn't as scared as I thought I'd be, it was easy, too easy."
"Prue had gotten half way to Roger's and turned back, not soon enough though. She found me in my
room. Passed out and bleeding to death. I woke up the next day in a hospital room with Prue at my
side looking mortified. Everything came back to me at once, I felt so guilty and angry. I wasn't sure
if I was glad to be alive or not."
"I blocked myself off from Prue, didn't talk at all but when she would show any sign of leaving I'd
panic. I kept thinking she'd leave me alone again. I didn't want to be alone. I thought my own mind
would go on and on so much I'd faint. It was confining me, I couldn't breath."
Piper's body shook with sobs. She'd never spoke in so much detail and it was difficult.
Phoebe put her arm around Piper and gave her silent support, mainly because she didn't trust her
voice.
Paige was in shock, she couldn't believe Piper had ever felt so bad and so alone that she tried to kill
herself. She subconsciously cuddled closer to Piper.
"Prue broke after a few days, she shouted at me like she would Phoebe. That was when I knew I had
to talk. I locked myself in my room then Prue came up. I wouldn't answer at first and I think she
thought I was trying to kill myself again, so she told me how she felt and how sorry she was, I finally
let her and I broke down."
"I had to go to the psychiatrist 3 times a week but I was still so shy then so Prue would come in with
me, I don't think I would have survived without her. I know I wouldn't have." Piper cried ashamed of
everything she done and the fact Prue was gone.
Phoebe picked up the end for Piper, "I only found all this out 2 years ago because I accidently
opened a letter from the hospital about her annual check up. So they had to tell me everything."
Phoebe explained.
Paige couldn't believe Phoebe didn't know, I mean Phoebe and Paige didn't have secrets or so she
thought. She found herself looking at Piper's wrists.
"You can hardly see them, It's why I got the tattoo's." came Piper's soft voice.
Paige looked harder and saw the end of Piper's scars. She turned and wrapped her good arm round
Piper's neck.
"I love you, I'm glad you didn't succeed."
Piper hugged back, "me too Paige, me too."
"Maybe, if we had known each other from the start neither of us would have been alone."
"Maybe, but we got through it and we all have each other now. That's all that matter's."
There we have it, memories. They completely break us down, show our vulnerability and tell our
weaknesses. Also let us bond cause you're saying, 'I trust you and I believe you'll understand, so
here's my story.'
Because we all have a story and everyone is important. Hate your story, be ashamed, embarrassed,
angry about it but whatever you do, don't ignore it. It invented you, the great person you are today
or will be tomorrow. But just remember you can't be anything without yesterday.