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The blood won’t stop, Her bones crack with a loud pop, Why did she do this to herself, Why did she try to kill herself? I stand by her hospital bed, Staring down at the girl who had said, “No matter what I’ll never do that.” She may had fallen but by her side I sat, Holding her hand scared to let go, Even when her heart beat started to slow, I still don’t want to realize the truth about it, The candles of prayer for her family I lit, I blow out now but never f...

Chapter Two The alarm went off on Officer Colby Player’s clock. He hated the horrid buzzing noise, so instead of turning it off he pulled the whole thing out of the socket in the wall the threw it across the room. He laid there in bed staring at the ceiling fan, running his hands through his short blonde hair. Today was his first day on the force. He had graduated top of his class along with his best friends, Austin O’Doyle and Stacy Handler. Colby sighed and rolled over in the be...

Chapter One           Emeri May, a sixteen-year-old girl from Grand Junction, Colorado, woke with a start. For some odd reason that it was that Monday that felt out of the ordinary. She laid in bed, her gray eyes scanning the room as she looked for something that didn’t belong. After a long while of staring and listening, she figured out what was out of place. The silence. Her house was quiet, and out of the entire sixteen years her house had neve...

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 ...