Anastasia is almost normal. She has a loving father that just doesn't understand. A stable home that sometimes rocks; and a mind that tells her she's insane. At the brink of insanity, Ana let's the voices give way- sending her straight into the arms of the nurses and clergy at Ashwood Mental and Drug Rehabilitation Center, a dump site for psychotic kids that help fuel their sad souls with drugs, sex, and a little rock and roll. Here, she finds what true compassion feels like. What being human means, and how love can maybe, just maybe, help save Anastasia Foy's sanity and heart. *I'm shit at descriptions. Get over it. Read it. Love it. Thanks! 🌚