Thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter:

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Disclaimer- I do not own Charmed or any of its characters. They are all owned by Aaron Spelling but I do own those characters which you don't recognize.

3 days later

2-28-90

Dear Diary,

I can honestly say right now that you are the only person who I can talk to about my getting raped. No one, I mean no one else will even understand. I mean, look at me! I'm the loudest person at school, I'm flunking most of my classes, and…I'm a drunk! Well, I wouldn't really call myself a drunk though I do drink…but still.

Most people would probably say that I was asking for it, that I deserved it, or whatever. I hate listening to crap like that. That is why I'm not telling anyone about this, ever. I would call a hotline but then they might report it and I don't want to make a big deal about it. Grams would flip if she found out that I got drunk. I already make her mad then if she finds out about this then…I'll be in trouble forever. So, I'm going to push this thing out of my head and never think about it again. Never. Put all the bad memories into a box and lock them up. Yeah. I should do that…too bad I don't have a box or a lock to put them into.

Just in case you're wondering, I did get tested for any STDs. Good news; they all came out negative, thankfully. Even the pregnancy test came out negative. I was so scared to take that one. What if it was positive? I would have a small baby growing inside me right now…that's something a little freaky to think about. What would I do? I am totally opposed to abortion. If I was pregnant, I would not have given the child away. Then again, I don't know how I would keep it. I am not ready for that kind of responsibility/

Anyways, bad news, I'm not getting any allowance for two months. I already got a one month advance in my allowance and boy was it hard getting an extra month from Grams. She's one hell of a questioner. I swear it's like she has magic powers or something. Luckily, she didn't get anything out of me. I told her that I wanted to buy tickets to go to this one concert and she believed me. I love Grams, she's so gullible sometimes. Now I just have to figure out when the concert is and go somewhere for that night.

School…there's something different. I went to school on Monday and um…it was a bit on the scary side. I've seen in movies how getting raped can change people. Some people get it real bad, others get it mildly. I'm not sure how bad it was for me. In short, I flirt a lot and I don't deny it. It just seems a lot…harder now that it happened. How can I flirt with a guy when something inside me is telling me that maybe he's the one who raped me? Many people were at Alicia's party. She has friends in every grade, so it could have been anyone. I felt or…feel so weird going to school. That's not the only thing though. Whenever someone touches me, I feel like I need to pull back…like it's going to happen again. This morning I was eating a banana for breakfast when Piper came up to me and touched my elbow like she always does when she has to tell me something. When she did that, I literally jumped a foot. I don't know why, but something it felt wrong. Now don't get me wrong, I know that Piper is my sister; she would never ever do anything like that to me but it just felt, I don't know, wrong somehow.

Piper knows that there's something wrong. She just doesn't know how to get me to tell her, that's all. Not that I would tell her anyways. She'd go off on a rant of how dangerous it is to go to parties like that then she'd tell Grams who would ground me…as I said before, I'm just going to drop this and go on with my life. I'll go to school and just try to put it all behind me.

Gah I hate school. Yesterday, Ms. Petrone, our Social Studies teacher decided that it would be fun for our whole class to do community service. I don't mind doing community service but wait till you hear this. Apparently, she got the idea of doing community service from her friend Ms….Chakky or something like that and this Ms. Chakky person just happens to be a seventh grade teacher at Baker Middle School. Then on top of all of that, Ms. Petrone decided that it would be even funner if we were paired up with one of the seventh graders to do our community service. Isn't that great? This is just what I need. A little twelve year old, following me around. Can life get any better than this?

She also told us who we were partnered with. I'm partnered with a girl who's name s something to do with a book. Page or something, I'm not sure if I spelled it right. Come to think of it, I remember hearing something about her. Apparently she's adopted or something like that. Whatever, my brain's overworked. I need sleep. I'll go to sleep in Physics, hell the teacher's always sleeping so why can't we?

Phoebe