As days turned to weeks Juliet began to sink into depression, but she knew that her father would not want her to behave in such a way, so she put on a brave face, she hid her pain from all of her friends, and she continued with her daily life.

The nights were the hardest. As the sun fell so would her mask. She cried herself to sleep to the sound of her father's singing.

"A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain

softly blows over lullaby bay.

It fills the sails of boats that are waiting,

waiting to sail your worries away.

It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain

and your boat waits down by the bay.

The winds of night so softly are singing.

Soon they will fly your troubles to sea.

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain.

Wave good-bye to cares of the day.

Watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain

sail far away from lullaby bay."

On the day of parents night Juliet was nervously waiting backstage staring out into the audience her focus on a single empty seat she had reserved for her father. She had been practicing a song as a special surprise for her father and he wasn't there.

"Juliet. Is everything okay? Mr.Y asked as he walked up to his most promising student.

"I'm just a little nervous." She lied through her teeth

"Don't worry you're wonderful. Are you ready for your big debut?"

"I guess. Can I maybe switch songs?"

"If that is what you want to do I really have no authority to stop you."

"Okay, I'm ready"

Juliet stepped out onto the stage the bright lights blinded her but it did not matter to her, fore the one person she wanted to see had let her down. She took a deep breath and began to sing.

"I comb the crowd but I can't see your face out there.

I'm singing now, won't wait on you.

I'm paralyzed from all these people in the crowd.

I'm focused now I won't give up.

I'm stronger now won't stop for you

while your running away-ay-ay.

The games you play, they bring me pain

so keep running away-ay-ay.

You hurt me now,

but I won't cry,

I am Juliet.

You hurt me now,

but I won't cry,

I am Juliet.

Ditch me now, but it's you who has lost it all.

Alone now but I'm okay.

Rain it pours but I won't let it bring me down.

I'm singing now, won't wait on you.

I'm stronger now won't stop for you

while your running away-ay-ay.

The games you play, they bring me pain

so keep running away-ay-ay.

You hurt me now,

but I won't cry,

I am Juliet.

You hurt me now,

but I won't cry,

I am Juliet.

Born with dependency,

I'm dying without you here,

but I know this pain won't last.

You hurt me now,

but I won't cry,

I am Juliet.

You hurt me now,

but I won't cry,

I am Juliet.

You hurt me now,

but I won't cry,

I am Juliet.

You hurt me now,

but I won't cry,

I am Juliet.

I am Juliet."

A cheer erupted from the crowd but the sound didn't reach her she was lost. Juliet blindly ran off the stage but it was not the lights that caused this but a storm of tears. Mr.Y ran in pursuit of the girl while calling out to her. He finally caught up to her in a dark hallway.

"Juliet what is the matter with you?" The anger of his tone immediately vanished when the young girl lifted her head to reveal her tear filled eyes. "What happened out there?"

"It's my dad, he left a few weeks ago but he promised he would be back in time to come tonight" the rest of her words were cut off by a sob, but the teacher understood.

"He wasn't there?" The man asked. The young girl slowly nodded. "I know how it feels to be betrayed, I understand the desire to stop at nothing to get your revenge, but I don't think that song was the answer. If it was you would feel better."

"Did you feel better after you got your revenge?"

"I'll let you know when I get it."

"What happened?"

"I don't like to talk about it. The point is you need to take that anger and put it toward getting revenge."

"I don't want revenge, I just want my dad back."

"Really, that song is telling me other wise."

"Why would I want to hurt him?"

"People do crazy things when they're angry."

"I'm not angry, I'm just hurt. I don't hate my dad, I just miss him."

" You're weak Juliet your emotions are holding you back but I can help you."

"I don't want your help, I'm leaving."

She ran from him, she needed to get out of there for she knew that if she stayed the mans words would trick her into hating her father or worse. She ran back to the safety of the dangerous world beyond the familiarity and she did not stop running until she was home but all she wanted to do was run into her father's loving arms. She stumbled to the dust-covered chair where her father had comforted so many times before but she felt nothing but emptiness as she wept. She wept so much she thought that she would drown.