I was a typical teenager. Only emo. My mother had died a few years ago. And now my dad blames that on me. So this is my story of how I met Blaze. Oh by the way, my name is Alex. Im blonde, black streaks, and dark brown almost black eyes. So yeah I was different. And my dad made me be like my slutty sister, Brianna. And that's why im a cheerleader. Or else I would get punished.

His fist came down hard on my cheek. I knew there was going to be a large bruise there in a few minutes. It was already pretty sore. 1. He grabbed me by my hair and slung me to the floor. His boot slammed into my stomach and blood poured into my mouth. 2. I kept counting until I let the darkness envelope me. I was thankful that you couldn't feel what was being done to you when you passed out. I dreamed of my three saviors from the horrific ordeal that was my life; Max, the sun, and... the blade. Hi, my name is Kyler, and this... is my life.

In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing