I am Not Julia - Part 2

Taylor has a best friend and when she is gone, he has to replace her. How can a boy take the place of his best friend, who is a girl?

I was now in Julia's room, which was a strange place to be. I was only here once before and that was a sleepover. It did not occur to me that Julia's mom had kidnapped me. I was so confused as to why she locked me in. Was it some type of game or something.?I had nothing to do, so I just sat in a corner. I didn't cry and I was not afraid, because I was sure that she would open the door and say it was just for fun.

Time went by and then I started becoming more worried. I was thinking about mom wondering why I was so late. She would be worried. I started to think that mom did not ask Julia's mother to pick me up. Maybe she wanted to kidnap me. The big question is why would she want to do that. None of this made any sense. I started to think that she was jealous of mom that she had a son.

Did Mrs Sullivan (Julia's mother's name) want to harm me?

After what seemed hours, she came to the door and put some food down in front of me. There was no emotion on her face and she said nothing. I tried telling her that mom was waiting for me and I needed to go home. She said nothing and gave me a fork so I could eat. By now I was crying and begging her to let me go. I promised that I would tell no one that she locked me in the room. Mrs Sullivan wiped a tear from my face and told me that I was home. She locked the door again.

I was alone. I was crying as I now understood that she kidnapped me. I could have run out the door. I was too afraid that she may hurt me. I tried opening the window but it was locked. It never occurred to me that I could have broken the glass. Looking back at it, there were so many things I could do to break free. However, I just accepted Julia's room as a cell and did not think so much about trying to get out.

I did bang at the door and beg Mrs Sullivan to let me out. I could hear that she just turned up the TV and ignore me.

I could see outside that it was dark. I closed my eyes and prayed that mom was not worried and she was not crying that I did not come home. I decided there was nothing to do except to sleep in Julia's bed.

I did not sleep that well.

The next morning, Mrs Sullivan came in and told me it was time to get up.

" Can I go home today?" I asked.

" You are home Julia!" Mrs Sullivan responded, " Everyone told me that you were dead. I was ready to kill myself but then I saw you walking home from school."

" I am not Julia! I am Taylor!"

" Do not try to trick me anymore! You can dress like your friend, but it was very bad of you to make everyone think you were dead. You do not want my death on your conscience, so do not try to make me believe you are dead."

" I-I-I..."

" But now you are home. You are grounded, little lady. You are to stay in your room until I say so, Now, let us get you dressed."

I was speechless. Mrs Sullivan thought I was Julia! This was confirmed when she took the clothes I was wearing the day before and put them in a plastic bag. Then she gave me a pastel-coloured summer dress and told me to put it on. I had no idea how to put a dress on. This made Mrs.. Sullivan smile and helped me get dressed. When she was done, I had Disney panties on, frilly ankle socks and the summer dress.

Mrs Sullivan gave me a hug and told me that she was happy that I was home. Then she locked me in the room.

I looked in a mirror and could not believe my eyes. I looked like a boy wearing a dress! I looked like a sissy! I did not look one bit like Julia. What was happening to me? Julia's mother was now crazy as she thought I was her daughter. If I tried to escape, she would just kill herself and I did not want to be responsible for that. The big question is what should I do? There was only one answer. I had to survive and hope that Julia's mother could see reality again.

Wearing a dress was strange, It was like I needed pants as I could fear the air against my legs. It also made me feel pretty, which I did not know what to think about. I did not want to get it dirty or anything like that. Wearing a dress screwed with my mind a lot. I tried telling myself that I was a boy, but this was so hard to see when I looked in the mirror.

Time went by so slow when I was locked in the room. So I sat down on the floor and looked at the dollhouse. Then I slowly started playing with it and in no time I was emerged in pretending that a family lived there. The family was a happy family and they had lots of fun. Mom would bake cakes and the children would help. At night, they would sit around and see a film while eating popcorn. Then at bedtime, the parents would sit and read stories while they tucked the children in bed.

I never really played with anything girlish before, so I was surprised by how fun playing with the dollhouse was. It was like that it took me to another world, where I could forget all my problems.

After I played with the dollhouse, I decided to tidy the room. So I made the bed and put the teddy bears against the pillow. There was not much to tidy up, so I started looking through Julia's things. She had so many dresses like a princess would wear. I also found the bags of diapers and remembered that she wet the bed. She had so many dolls that they filled a full box.

I picked up a nice doll and started holding it. It was as if the doll was real. I promised that I would take care of her and no one would harm her.

Then I noticed a picture on her side table. It was behind the lamp. It's amazing that I never noticed it before. It was a picture of Julia and me. We had our arms around each other and smiled. I do not remember when the picture was taken, but it showed that we were best friends. I held the picture and cried on the bed.

Was Julia looking down from heaven? Was her ghost here? Could she see that I was kidnapped? What would she do if she was here? As I was on her bed, I cried as I missed her so much. In a way, I could understand that her mom went crazy.

Then her mom came in and told me that it was time to fix my hair. She noticed that I was crying and gave me a hug saying that everything will be fine. She told me that she was mad at first that I cut my hair, but it was good that she was good at fixing hair. For the next hour or so, she started putting hair extensions in my hair. I was looking in the mirror as she did this. My boy's hairstyle was slowly disappearing and it was getting long. The hair extensions were now way past my shoulder. It hurt a bit as she put the extensions on, but worse than that, I felt that my identity was being destroyed. I was beginning to look more and more like a girl.

When she was done doing this, she braided my new hair into some pigtails. I wanted to shout at her that I was not Julia, but I also knew that she would probably go and kill herself. I did not want this to happen.

I looked in the mirror when she was gone, and for a brief moment, I saw Julia in the mirror. It made me realize how serious this kidnapping was. I was no longer Taylor. Mrs Sullivan has killed him and made me into her daughter!

She told me that since I was a good girl, I could eat dinner with her and come out of the room. So for the next hour, I sat in the kitchen and ate some food. I said it before, but Mrs Sullivan was a good cook. She was smiling as I ate and told me that she missed it when we ate together. I just ate and said nothing. I was hoping that she would suddenly realize that she kidnapped me. This did not happen. She was telling me how to eat in a ladylike manner.

I helped her clean up afterwards. I always hated cleaning up but it was better than being locked in the room. Mrs Sullivan told me that she stopped with her job. She wanted to be with me all the time, so nothing bad would happen to me again. Again, I said nothing and just dried the plates.

" I see you are worried princess," she continued. " When your grandfather died, my mother got most of the money, however, he provided me with a good allowance and we can live off of that!"

After we were done, we went and sat on the sofa. The news was on TV. I was surprised when there was a piece about me disappearing. The newscaster said that I was kidnapped on my way home from school. They found my clothes thrown in a field outside town and presumed that some wicked man kidnapped me and killed me. They were still searching for my body.

Then mom was on TV. It looked like she did not sleep for ages. She was crying as she begged the public to help her find my body. She told the newscaster that she would not believe I was dead until they found my body!

Mrs Sullivan sighed when she saw it. She told me she knew I was worried that my friend was dead, but at least I was safe. I wanted to scream once again and say that I was Taylor and could she see how sad my mom was because she thought I was dead.

As I was about to speak, she told me it was time for bed.

As Mrs Sullivan helped me take off my dress, she told me to lay on the bed. Before I could think of what she was doing now, she put a diaper on me. It felt like a huge thing between my legs. Like I was wearing 100 pairs of panties. I felt like such a baby. It didn't help that I started to cry, and say that I did not wet the bed. Mrs Sullivan put a pacifier in my mouth and told me not to talk nonsense. Of course, Julia wet the bed. So as far as Mrs Sullivan was concerned, I needed to use a diaper.

Mrs Sullivan left me and I notice this time that she did not lock the door.

This was my chance! I could escape. This whole kidnapping was very weird. Mrs Sullivan thought I was her daughter and yet she managed to throw my clothes in some field as if and make everyone think someone killed me. Did she not know what she was doing then?

I got up and walked to the door. This was no easy thing to do as it was hard walking with a thick diaper on. I most likely looked like I was walking like a duck! When I was about to open the doorknob, I started to think again. What would happen if I escaped? Mrs Sullivan said that she would kill herself if she could not live with her daughter. I would be the blame for her suicide. What about if she caught me? Would she get so crazy that she would kill me? This was a thought that scared me. If she knew that I was not Julia, she could harm me. Even if I did escape, then she would end up in prison and I did not want her there.

The fact was that I now had a special connection with her. She was the mother of my best friend, and that was enough that I did not want anything bad to happen to her! I also knew that Mrs Sullivan was a nice lady and she did not harm me since I was kidnapped. I cared about her and did not want her to die or be put in prison.

I thought that this kidnapping was part of her grief. It must be the worse thing for a mother when her child dies. She kidnapped me because her mind could not accept this. I figured that in time, she would remember and then know what she has done to me. She would let me go and I would tell no one what happened.

That was my plan.

I went back to bed and smiled thinking at least I would not need to get up and go to the toilet. I suppose this was my way of trying to be positive. I tucked in the doll I had all day and sang her a lullaby mom always sang to me.

The next day, Mrs Sullivan woke me up. She took off my nightdress and diaper and told me to lay on the bed. I told her I do not need diapers in the daytime. She smiled and told me that she was thinking that I was not that old. It would be safer if I wore them. Mrs Sullivan said I would not need diapers when I was a big girl and started at school. I clutched onto the doll as she put a pacifier in my mouth and dressed me in a diaper and puffy dress, so I looked like I was a toddler.

Julia's mother was becoming crazier.

Just then the doorbell rang. Mrs Sullivan told me to stay quiet as it looked like she went white.

I heard her open the door and my heart jumped when I heard it was my real mom. She was asking if Mrs Sullivan had seen me. Mrs Sullivan said that she did not and she hoped that no one harmed or killed me. Mom kept on talking and most likely was hoping to be invited in for some coffee. Mom was crying and saying how hard that I was gone and not knowing what happened to me. Mrs Sullivan tried her best to console mom saying that she understood and she would pray for mom.

I could have kicked myself. I could have shouted or run out of the room. However, I just sat down against the door as tears were flowing down my cheeks. No matter what I did, something bad would happen. I was sure that my plan that Mrs Sullivan would start thinking straight again would work. Julia was dead. I did not want anything bad to happen to her mom.

Still, I let my mom cry at the door not knowing I was only a few feet from her!

When mom went, Mrs Sullivan came back with a suitcase. She started throwing some of the dresses and other clothes in it. I just stayed there thinking maybe she knew finally that I was not Julia. This was especially when she packed her clothes. Maybe she would let me go and was planning on going underground so she did not have to go to prison.

She took my hand and told me we were going for a drive. I smiled and asked her where we would be going.

" We need to go far away from this town. Where it is not dangerous and we will be left alone."