We're only as strong as the way we think. What we think, we become. There is no place in a world of constant, fluctuating change for degrading and useless thoughts. Your might could change the course of history.

Melanie is a young girl in her early teens, who falls into a deep coma after an unfortunate accident. She is completely aware of her surroundings, only she can't open her eyes to see or move. Lost in the darkness, Melanie is so alone she is going mad. But when Darcy arrives, she begins to recover little by little, unbeknownst to the doctors. Darcy, a senior in high school, is deathly afraid of hospitals, as well as nearly everything else. However, she puts aside her fear to visit Melanie, a coma patient she had never seen before in her life. Little by little, Darcy begins to overcome her many phobias and discover who she is.

Sylvia Zipper is a 14 year old Jewish girl living in Poland during the Holocaust. She hides from the Nazis with her large family in the attic of generous Mrs. Simon, however the small cramped space is too much for Sylvia. With her older sister Cassie in tow, Sylvia sneaks out into the woods to simply be able to breathe in fresh air. Sylvia manages to hide from the Nazis in the bushes, but she sees her older sister get dragged away in front if her eyes, and there's nothing she can do about it. Fearing for her safety, Sylvia's mom sends her off to live in America. This is the story of Sylvia Zipper, the diary of a Holocaust survivor.

My name is Echo Talc. Who am I? I am nobody. Just another one of those random girls you pass in the hallway. It is the first day of junior year at my high school and there's a new kid here. He doesn't tell anyone where he came from or who he really is. Although I am nobody, he stoops down at my locker to help me pick up my spilled supplies and have a word. When I look into his eyes, I know he is not normal. There is no such thing as normal, but this boy shouldn't be here. He doesn't leave me alone. Not the next day or the day after that. He pays no attention to the pretty girls or hang out with the sporty guys. Other people fling themselves at him, but he ignores them. They are invisible to him, but I am not. Why me? I'm just the nerd in the corner! But I know one thing. I can see something about him no else can see. The fire in his eyes.