I don't know why I'm writing. I never know why, or when it started. I suppose I could just not write…but that would hurt more than this. I don't know. The older girl I'm with asked me if I'd ever read this journal. No, no I hadn't. I still haven't. Why haven't I? It's a big deal to me and I don't understand why. It's good, I mean, I was asked three sleeps ago to read this and I still remember that I have to. It has to be important it has to. Doesn't it?

Why else would I remember? I've got questions buzzing in my head and my memory is working. It scares me. I don't have any recollections of remembering anything before and I'm terrified. Think about this, what if you could never remember anything and everyone gets mad at you for it. Now suddenly something is stuck. Absolutely stuck in your head. I know that I need to read this but I find two problems there.

One: I would have to stop writing and what will I miss if I do? And

Two: Once I read it, will I remember something again?

Silly? Yes. Stupid? Most likely. I'm horrified at remembering something and I'm afraid to lose it. I won't remember if I read this and that scares me worse than the first.

That last lines triggered something. I don't know what but it's stirring. A girl named…Natalie, Julie…no, um, Keri? What's her name? She does something that has to do with that rhyme…I want to slam my head into something. How can I remember something so trivial as reading my journal when this girl is a major person in my life? Who is she? I should ask the little one.

Sunny looked up in time to see Klaus stand up; he looked confused and wondered over.

"Um…little one?"

"Sunny." She replied. It was to simple, she'd done this to often.

"Right. Sunny." He wrote her name in his book and looked up again. "Does this line make you think of anyone?" Sunny squinted at her brother's fancy writing and read the line.

"Scares me worse than the first?" She looked at him quizzically. Why was he asking her?

"Yes, does any one you know come to mind? I mean," He stumbled over his words, "Someone that I knew before…whatever happened to me happened." He finished lamely. Sunny stared in wide-eyed wonder. That was a sign. If there ever was a happier moment with her brother, Sunny couldn't remember it.

"Yes Klaus, it does." Of course Isadora would make him think! They were in item according to Violet. "Her name's Isadora," Sunny started slowly, "You and her dated." Sunny watched her brother's face for a look of comprehension.

"Like the dancer?" He asked scribbling something down. Sunny brightened even more.

"Yes." Could he remember others? She thought hard. "Klaus when I mention Edison, does any one come to mind?" And for the first time Klaus' frenzied writing stopped completely. He had never stopped writing before. He wrote in tell he passed out from fatigue and then would wake up, read the first line and turn to a blank page.

Sunny watched as Violet looked up. Without his writing the room seemed silent.

"Yes," He said sounding like he was just waking up, "Some other girl…someone…close?" He sounded hopeful.

"Yes." It was Violet who spoke. It was like Sunny was now deaf. Nothing in the room stirred and for a moment her brother seemed like a tangible person. Then Klaus looked around and seemed surprised by what he was holding. Opening the book Klaus read, then turned to a blank page. Then paused.

"Have I already started writing for the day?" Sunny nodded mutely. "Right." Turned back to the previous page and read. He then started at the beginning and read.

This could be good Sunny thought. This could be very good.