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Here's the next chapter where the story actually begins! There isn't much chaos or whatever at the end but trust me, it'll get worse. Please read and review!

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2-25-90

Dear diary,

My life is an official wreck at the moment. I really have no idea how it could have happened but it is. I can't tell Grams or Prue, they'll just yell at me, and if I tell Piper, she'll get real worried and tell me to call a hotline. Well, I guess I'll start off with what's happened since the last time I wrote.

This girl named Alicia was having a party on Friday. I'd say that we're pretty good friends so she invited me, Rick, Julie, and Jake. She said that it was a sixties theme party. Grams should still have a load of stuff from then because she did live in the sixties. Anyways, after I got the invitation from her, I went home and asked Grams if she still had any of it. She did and she said that we could use it if we wanted to. So the next day I told Julie about Grams's clothes and we decided that we would pick out something on Wednesday. She had to go to her aunt and uncle's house for something on Tuesday.

On Wednesday after an incredibly boring day at school, me and Julie went into the basement where we looked through Grams's old stuff. You'd think that this stuff would be in the attic instead of the basement, but our family's weird like that. Apparently, the attic is locked and no one, not even Grams has a key for it. Strange, huh?

Anyways, first we found these incredibly cute skirts with bright flowers all over them. Then we found matching blouses that were plain white but still looked awesome. We also found this incredibly cool jewelry which no one even thinks of wearing anymore. After that, we tried on all the stuff and I'd have to say that Julie and I looked outrageous. We even considered going to school like this one day, just for the fun of it. Grams came down a few minutes later and her eyes looked kind of weird. Then she just said, something like, "Girls, be careful. Crazy things happened in the sixties. Though it's not the sixties, crazy things could still happen at a sixties party." How weird was that? Sure, I love Grams, I give her a hard time a lot, but that was just really weird.

Thursday was alright but you know that kid, Terry? Well he was glaring at me like crazy. What was up with that? I didn't feel like bothering him so I just smiled sweetly at him and when he noticed that I was smiling at him, his eyes kind of bulged out. Maybe he thinks I pretty…probably not, he was probably just amazed that I smiled back at him when he was glaring at me. Oh well, who cares about Terry?

Ok, Friday came and school passed by like a blur. I can honestly say that I do not remember anything of what happened at school nor do I care. Just to make you feel better, I was not drunk at school either so that's not a reason why I don't remember anything. Seriously, who would go to school drunk? I mean I've taken a few drinks before but even I know that I shouldn't go to school after drinking.

Anyways, Julie and I went to the party kinda late. When we got there, everyone was already dancing. People were smoking and Alicia didn't even care at all. I wonder if he parents know that she smokes. I can handle drinking but not smoking. It messes up your lungs and it's horrible. I learned that in a Health class that I took, one of the only classes that I actually paid attention in.

So, here's where it started getting bad. I guess that I got too caught up in the party so I began dancing with some guy, I can't remember who. Then he said to me, "Let me get you a drink." I was having so much fun so I told him ok and he came back a few minutes later with a cup of punch. I drank the punch. You can guess what happened next. The punch was spiked and I drank a lot of it too. I got very drunk. Too drunk in fact, it was an all time low for me. I know when to stop drinking. Just this time, it got a little out of hand.

I can't remember anything after that. The only thing I know is that when I woke up…I was in some room in Alicia's house. On the bed. My clothes…Grams's clothes were ripped pretty badly. I mean I know I was drunk but…rape?

The party was still going on. I looked at myself in the mirror and decided that I'd get out of Alicia's house a different way. People will know that I got raped if I come down with my clothes ripped. So I climbed out of the window. I should have listened to what Grams said but I am not going to tell her that.

I got home around 2. No one is ever up that late. Grams probably thinks that I went to someone's house. Prue on the other hand might think that I got drunk and got arrested. I quietly went up the stairs and I was about to go into my room when I saw Piper. She looked horrified almost.

Conversation:

"Ph-Phoebe, what happened?" asked Piper walking closer to her.

"It's nothing Piper, go back to sleep."

"No, Phoebe," she whispered, "I'm your sister, tell me what happened."

"Piper, it's nothing."

"What do you mean that it's nothing! You come home with your clothes all ripped up and you expect me to think that nothing's wrong?"

"Piper, be quiet! Just…stay out of it. It's my life, I'll do whatever I want," replied Phoebe harshly.

Piper's eyes began brimming with tears. She slowly started backing away then said quietly, "Ok Phoebe, I'll stay out of it." Piper looked at Phoebe for a moment then said in a barely audible voice. "Phoebe, I'm worried about you. You can always come to me if anything's wrong."

"Piper, just go," Phoebe replied.

Conversation over

I guess I was a little harsh to Piper but I can handle my problems. I don't need her in them. Besides, my brain…it's just a big mess, I can't think straight at the moment. I just need some space…God, I am so messed up.

Phoebe