She loved the darkness so much, that she became a part of it. He only knew her name: Melanie Winter Mayes. He sat beside her in their Creative Writing class, and watched her. She never let anybody in; she could only vent by writing songs and poetry. When he accidentally walks in on her singing and playing the piano in the chorus room during Study Hall, her embarrassment forces her into shutting him out, just as she had done with anyone and everyone else who ever tried to get close to her. When Harry breaks down the walls to her well armed castle, will her empire of loneliness and mystery come crashing down?

A girl's innocence is shattered by a boy who wrongly puts her in her place. When things become too dangerous, her best friend, Ashton, intervenes. Myra Stave, at nineteen years old, has suffered through everything imaginable: Anxiety, Clinical Depression, Abuse, you name it. Liam Mirone, an abusive twenty-one year old, takes it too far with Myra. In his mind, his actions are justified, but to everyone around him, he is a monster. When Myra's life is threatened by not only Liam, but herself as well, Ashton steps in.

Marley 0.0 <overview> I hadn't done anything wrong, but I was given a detention... Along with four other students throughout the building, who were deemed worth by our principal. This wasn't the kind of detention where you sat at a desk in a boring-ass classroom, surrounded by your fellow deliquents. Us five students in detention that day had to work to keep something that no one should have to fight for: life. The power to the building was cut off as soon as the school day ended, and we had limited daylight remaining; the school day was over at four. We traipsed around the empty school, trying to locate every exit to the building, all of which were locked from the outside. We were trapped in a school: intentionally. As dusk fell, the PA system crackled to life. "Only one will win."

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.