i woke up to the sound of rain tapping on window quietly. I looked at my clock, 9:30. I turned over to stare out at the rain but instead joey was standing there. he was soaked so i jumped out of bed to let him in. "hey" i said "you're a little wet" i smiled. he laughed and asked if i had a towel. I ran to get him one. when i came back he had taken his shirt off. "6 pack!! ahh!" i thought to myself. i handed him the towel and dried his hair. "where do i put this?" i grabbed it and put in the hamper in the bathroom. he was laying down on my bed when i got back. "dont get it all wet!" i exclaimed. "oh im sorry!!" he said quickly and jumped up. i laughed and walked towards him. "its okay." he grinned and took me in his arms. my mom knocked on my door startling us from the moment. "katy" she said "are you okay? i heard a thump" "yeah im fine mom" i replied nervously. my mom knew about me and joey but i didnt know if she would care if he was in my room. she opened the door. "ohh. hi joey!" she said. "hi mrs stevenson" he said quietly. "okay. breakfast is ready if you want to eat katy" she said. i looked at joey "im not hungry right now" she closed the door quietly. he took my hand and pulled me close. "will you go out with me katy?" "yes!" i practically yelled. i leaned into his kiss and it seemed like we stood there forever staring into each others eyes. he held me in his arms for another forever until his phone vibrated and snapped me out of my glory. "sorry its probably a text" "its ok joey" i smiled. i sat on my bed while he texted back whoever had texted him. his face got red with anger and he threw his phone down at the floor making me jump up form my bed. "whats wrong?" i asked. "my stupid friends! they are such jerks!" "what did they say?" i asked worriedly. "dont worry about it." he walked towards me and layed me down on my bed. when i woke up the next morning he was laying next to me. "good morning sunshine" he laughed and jumped up. "lets go outside!" he was so excited. "i just woke up!!" i protested. "oh come on!" he pleaded. he grabbed me and let me down onto the roof outside my window. i put my hair up as he climbed out closing my window behind him. "what are we going to do?" i asked groggily. "take a walk down to the beach and hang out there" "okay. fine." he jumped down off the roof and motioned for me to follow. i jumped down and he grabbed me putting me on his back. we walked to the beach and sat down on the sand. hand in hand. "JOEY!! HI!!" a girl's voice yelled. she ran up to him hugging him. he pushed her away. "hi jenna." he said quietly "this is katy my girlfriend" "hi im jenna desclos" "hi!" i said in a cheery tone even though i was wondering why she had hugged MY boyfriend. i shook it off and grabbed joey's hand again. we started to walk towards the warm water but she followed latching on to joey's arm. he shook her off. "jenna. please lave us alone." he said firmly. i agreed but kept a straight face. she stayed about 20m feet behind us until we left the beach and headed back to my house. when we entered my room i shook my hand away form his. he went to pull me in but i pushed him away. "hey! whats wrong?" he asked. "who is that girl" i said shyly. "oh jenna? shes just some girl who has a major crush on me. i used to go to school with her and when i heard she had moved here 2 days after i did i got kind of freaked out. so i tried to stay away form her. i dont like her or anything. i love you" he attempted to pull me in again and i gave up. "he loves me! get that into your head!" i thought.

                                                 Katy Stevenson

                        Day     6

"I just don't know what to do anymore!" Katy thought to herself while she lay in bedstill breathing heavy form her dream. "Therapy seems like a good idea for you right now." her mom's words echo in her head. Katy sat up and looked around. She was perfectly safe and didn't have anything to worry about for now. Except for that decision in the back of her head waiting to be made. She had texted her friend Ali before about the therapy and Ali hadn't gotten back to her yet which made it even worse. Katy lay back down and curled up under her warm covers and once again dosed off into a world of confusing dreams. A world that she couldn't describe. A world where everything goes wrong for her. But when she wakes up form this world into reality not much has changed. Katy woke up at 10:00 the next morning and headed downstairs for some breakfast. While she was eating her pancakes and drinking her apple juice she thought about therapy, "what would it be like?" "would it help me?" Finally Katy made up her decision. She put down her empty glass which was just full to the brim with apple juice but is now empty. That is how Katy feels. 4 days ago Katy was filled to her "brim" with happiness and excitement, but the next day all that disappeared and she now feels empty just like the glass that sits in front of her. She was sick of the feelings of emptiness. Katy slid her hand across the counter in a quick motion and knocked the empty glass onto the floor where one huge piece of glass broke off. That big piece represents the huge piece of her life that had broke off only a few days ago. Her mom ran in and asked if katy was okay. "I'm fine mom." "okay good. lets clean this mess up" replied katy's mom. Her mom bent down to pick up the pieces, but katy pulled her back up to look her daughter in the face. "I want to go to therapy mom." I will always regret saying those 7 words.

read the next entry to find out why katy will always regret saying those words to her mom.

                                          Katy Stevenson

                   Day 2(continued)   

...I couldn't manage to get a scream out. There on the roof was someone dressed in all black pointing a gun at my brothers bedroom window. I knew he was listening to music and wouldn't notice, so I actually managed to move my feet, grab my sister and little brother, and dashed for my brothers room. I opened the door and saw Brian dancing around pretending to play guitar. I put my sister and brother down on the hallway floor and grabbed my brother's arm. "WHAT?!" he yelled. All I did was pull him out into the hallway and closed his door just as the man realized what was happening. He shot about 5 times but thankfully was not successful. My mom came running up the stairs and was yelling to shut all the doors. I managed to shut the nursery door and my parents but then heard more gun shots. I dropped down to the ground and crawled over to the bathroom door to shut it. I looked in and saw a gun pointed at the window. I reached up to the handle and the gun fired. It missed my arm by an inch and hit the wall behind me. I grabbed the handle and pulled the door shut. A bullet hit the door and splintered the wood making a horrible noise. My little siblings started crying again. Brian shut the computer room door and asked where our dad was. My mom just gave us this look and said in the bathroom downstairs. "oh my God." So my dad was in the bathroom downstairs when the shooting started. We had no idea what condition he was in or where he was. I figured he hid somewhere. At least I hoped he did. My brother ran down the stairs and my screamed at him to come back. He turned around and said in a shaky voice, "No Mom. I need to see where Dad is." so Brian continued downstairs adn we heard more gun shots. I then heard my dad yell "Brian get down!!" My Mom started to cry but I remained strong. I just kept thinking over in my head "who is this person?" "why would they be doing this to my family?" what is happening?" The gun shots weren't heard for about 1 hour now but there was still no response form my dad and Brian. I finally got up the courage to call down to Dad and Brian to ask where they were. My Dad yelled back, "the guy ran away after I called the police and we don't know if they got him. You can come down now." So my mom , my two baby siblings, and me went downstairs only to see the gunman holding my brother and my dad hostage. He made my dad say that or he would have shot him. My Mom then started crying again. The gunman told us to sit down on the couch. For some odd reason I asked, "who are you?" I was surprised to hear those words actually come out of my mouth in this situation and even more surprised when I pulled off the mask. I had no idea why I did this. The gunman pulled out his gun and pointed it at me ready to shoot me for my actions. What no one besides my and my mom knew I called the police before and they were surrounding the house at this very moment. My mom kicked the gun out of his hand and i kicked him in the stomach. My Dad and brother just sat there in amazement. The police came into the house and grabbed the man. His name was Charles Puttenier, my Dad's old co-worker. He was after my Dad because my Dad had important documents in our computer room that Charles needed for his illegal business he started about 2 months ago. That night I still got together with Chelsea but called home every once in awhile to see how everything was. I told Chelsea everything and kept asking myself, "Why did I ask him his name and pull off the mask? Why did Mom kick the gun out of his hand and me kick him?" These thoughts linger in my head even 2 weeks after the incident. It was quite scary and I still can't believe that ti really happened.

Wow! wasn't that a suspenseful event for Katy. The next entry has some more surprises. I can't tell if they are bad or good, but just be prepared.