Phoebe is your average teenager. A lovely family and Wonderful friends . When a mysterious pale man starts stalking her we everything starts to go wrong for her. There's something strange about this man though will she find out what it is? Will she want to find out? She starts getting paranoid...What happens when she confronts him? Did she just say hello to death?

We hope you'll be inspired, shocked, amused, and touched by this selection of letters from the DearTeenMe.com website. 'How awesome would it be if authors wrote letters to their teen selves?' A year and a half later, you can pick up DEAR TEEN ME from Zest Books, read more on the website, or just kick back and enjoy the selection we'll be posting here. Co-curators: E. Kristin Anderson and Priya Chand. The individual letters are property of the contributing authors. We can't guarantee your head won't explode from the mix of angst and excitement, but you *will* enjoy the ride.

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Derrick a 16 year old sees no purpose in life and thinks of life as living in a 120 page pack of paper.

Eric has fallen a victim to the stereo types. He has found a crush, but due to stereo types it's doomed love..

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

"I must have hit my head a lot harder than I had anticipated, or maybe breathe too much smoke because this is definitely nut-case crazy. Or a very creepy dream that feels way too real for my own good. I can pat my subconscious on the back for that one, but at the same time, it might be a little over the top." When Melody set fire to a museum she didn't expect to hit her head on the pavement and wake up in a nightmare. But she does. And this nightmare is not a nightmare apparently--it's a curse. A curse that traps her into paintings. And there's no escaping from the wrath of a possessed painting out to teach an art-hater a lesson. Cover painting made by Soo Kim (http://sookimstudio.com/blog/)

The letters of a person you might know or might not. But in truth you don't know me and you don't want to~ The Anon Diary Writer

A school, standing solemn in a lonely Britain, sleeps quietly, the corridors shrouded in a murderous silence and heavy with thickening shadows. A musty smell seeps through the shafts of moonlight and splatters of dry blood. Only a few corridors bear witness to the dragging movement of the undead.... Within the school, twenty teenagers take shelter in the abandoned rooms, huddled together in chance of escaping, of living...