I found this book. It's for dead people. Yeah. I'm a little worried. A short story about what really happens when you die. A Wattpad 'Featured List' story and winner of the 'HQ Love Award' in the 2014 Wattys! I hope you enjoy it! If you do, please check out my new short story collection for Kindle, 'The Good Death Guide and Other Tales', featuring extra passages from the Good Death Guide! http://www.amazon.com/Good-Death-Guide-Other-Tales-ebook/dp/B00SPRQY4Q

[FEATURED STORY] At school, they were nothing. At midnight, they were lovers. Because one minute after midnight... a rich girl and a boy who came from nothing found something they had in common. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #25 |

In which a girl who hides behind baggy sweaters and a fake smile is forced to learn that 'perfection' doesn't come easily, and being skinny isn't always worth the pain. "she cried herself to sleep that night, because deep down she knew that no matter how many meals she skipped and how much exercise she did, Olivia would never be skinny." [disorder diaries, 2014 backseatmuke] tw :: eating disorders, major character death

So this is where everything goes down. When the mind screams for freedom but the heart won’t let go from the key. When the imprisoned and innocent captive doesn't have more space available for all his painful memories and needs to breathe again in open spaces. However, the prisoner cannot get rid of the memories while the heart clutches the key like it’s the only thing worth living for. Who can judge him? He beats for that key. What he doesn't know yet is that if he holds it for much longer, it will only end in his shattering and the mind’s suffocation.

Christine Evans doesn't remember why she played her hand in the suicide game, or why the boy with eyes of red urged her to. Christine Evans couldn't understand why, on the anniversary of that same attempted suicide, a boy with eyes of indigo appeared seemingly out of nowhere and why he looked so damn familiar. Christine Evans, as surely all heroines are, is special and caught in a dance between two men with eyes of colour no eyes should have any business being. What might be the price of the truth behind an attempted suicide and the cost of understanding the mystery around Red and Indigo? Christine Evans may just have to risk more than her soul to find out. My days, is this blurb pretentious enough...please do let me know...