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My heart can’t keep this up, My mind can’t take this abuse, As I lay bleeding on the ground, Suffering from the wounds, You have given me. This pain stabs me like a knife, I can’t take it anymore, All the things you’ve promised, Are just a bunch of lies, Told to shut me up. Darkness is closing in on me, Suffocating me until I’m blue, Slowly stopping my heart , My limp hand falls to the ground, This is all because you caused me pain

Someone Else Everyone wishes, And everyone tries, To look like someone else, But they’re living a lie. To look like a model, To live like a star, To be like someone else, You won’t get very far. Open your eyes and see, All the things you do and try, It’s all to be like someone else, But it’s all a bunch of lies. All to be like someone else.

CHAPTER 2 TOM I was relived when Nick took me back home. I liked him and all but for some reason I didn’t feel like talking to him ever again. When I walked through the door Terri was perched on the couch in her pajamas watching TV with Donavan. “So how did it go?” She asked interestedly. I frowned at her and carried my things up to my room. I was so not in the mood to talk to anyone else that night. I wasn’t angry or upset I don’t know what was wrong with me. Terri followed me up the stairs ...

PREFACE I often wondered, before all of this happened, what it was going to be like to die. Now I’m not so worried: I know. It wasn’t something I got to decide—it just happened, and if it hadn’t been for him I would have gone crazy. If he hadn’t been there for me I wouldn’t have survived at all. I look over at him, then back at her; I know there’s something going on, but what? Who is she? I’ll find out soon, even if he doesn’t tell me. She moves her cold, light blue eyes from him to me—a shiv...

CHAPTER 3 THE PACK I waited patiently on the couch at Tom’s house as he changed from what he called “his work clothes” and into his party clothes. His dad, Henry Brown, sat in the kitchen of their small house staring at me. “So how’s Donavan doing?” He asked me. “He’s fine I don’t see him much since I’ve been here though.” I replied. Henry just stared at me and it was starting to make me uncomfortable. “Okay I’m ready what about you?” Tom said walking into the room. I was thankful that he was...