My sister and I were together in what seemed like the House on Fifth Street. We had an argument during the course of which I slapped her. She became extremely angry and ran outside. I also went outside. I thought I had accomplished my purpose and I was going to leave. But so no one would be able to find me, I walked to the back of the house and hid in a shed on the property of the house next door.

A couch which was close to the floor resembled a bed. A blanket which looked somewhat like a rug was on the couch. I decided to lie on the couch and stack some boxes in front of me or perhaps even crawl under the rug. I lay down on the couch and fell asleep.

I finally woke up, but without opening my eyes, I felt as if my sister were lying next to me. I couldn't remember where we were. She awoke at the same time. I reached out, put my arms around her and she told me to get away. But I continued to hold my arms around her. I tried to slip my hand under the tee shirt she was wearing in order to feel her breast. But she resisted and tried to get away. I finally asked, "Where are we?"