A group of friends discover something unexplainable. Something that will uncover and unleash tragedy. Only that something is a she. Note: might be a teensy bit disturbing to those who don't like excessive gore. Lots of grammar and spelling errors, I'll fix them once its complete.

In a group of 6 friends, one is a serial killer. Note: This book will only be written in text-message format. Cover by: @_toochocolately_ Thanks so much luv :)

The past can hurt us, it can trap us, it can be the one thing that makes you wake up every night screaming. Those shadows are the chains that restrict you and Anastasia learns that pretty quickly as who instantly falls head over heels for her. Damien doesn't know of her troubled past besides her last lover being abusive. Can he discover the truth or will it be to dark? Should these shadows be left untouched.... "So you this is a date?" Damien smirks at her. "Yes its a date, you're the one who asked me out you moron." Anastasia blushes tugging on the sleeves of of her jacket. Looking up at the stars walking towards the Ferris wheel,"This is pretty." She smiled. Leaning over,"Your beautiful, but the view is better up there." The only person to ever look past her past.

Rights and responsibilities is the 2014 theme of National History Day Contest, a broad topic. And I chose to write a just as broad topic of human rights. What are human rights? Is it to prove we're human? Prove that we're humans are right? Or to tell us apart from aliens? Though, now that I think of it, all extraterrestrial beings should have rights as well, but let's just have the Men in Black deal with that- But before getting off of topic, let's focus back on this. As you read about this, think about these questions (not the alien one, unless you want to). Think about what it takes to not only be human, to act like one too. And after you read this, think to yourself. Do you have the right to be human? This essay won first place for the 2014 National History Day essay contest in California.

My body began to curl itself into a ball and sounds of pain helplessly escaped from my throat. The startled animal sounds began to project from my body as it continued to go into shut down mode. It's like the walls have begun to collapse and all of the rubble is falling on top of me and only me. I can hear people screaming and shouting, but for some reason, I feel like I am the only one who can hear them. They are screaming for me to leave, to just run away. They are all so scared of this catastrophic earthquake. Because everything that they know is falling apart. - Book 1 in "Born to Die" series #236 in Teen Fiction