Jason Grimwald is different. He's dark, gloomy, and scary.
All his life he's isolated himself from everyone except his little brother, Mason and his guardian, Uncle Harry. You see, if you had what Jason has, you'd do the same thing.
But when you isolate yourself, people notice you. They notice how weird you are, and how psycho you seem, and they give you funny nicknames like Grimm because you remind then of the Grim Reaper. They don't know your story so they'll make one up, they won't bother trying to understand you because what's the point? Eventually they go away, they all do. They all stop wondering and eventually, they give up.
Well, all but one.
Meet Donna Shapiro, a quiet and smart individual. Ever since elementary school, everyone, and especially boys, loved her. Almost everyone wanted to be her friend but she hated that. She preferred being alone, writing, listening to music, reading, and wondering about Jason.
The moment their eyes met in grade 6, she became curious. She wondered why the kid never talked, and why he seemed so... Interesting.
Of course she was always to shy to make the first move, until now.
Usually Jason ignored whenever people interacted with him, but this time it was different, she's different. The moment the two of them become involved, BOTH their worlds are turned upside down.
We knew something wasn't right from the moment we awoke. It was like something was missing - a part of our very souls - and we couldn't sense the deficiency, no matter how hard we tried. A hundred million eyes adjusted to the dark all at once, all surprised to be awakened so soon. We ran through our checklists of limbs and senses, drawing ourselves out of our dreams piece by piece. Some went back to sleep, unaware, unbothered, too tired to notice the difference. Some lay in bed, too anxious to stand until the light of dawn crept through their windows at last, and they were sure the monsters in their closets had gone back to sleep. Some leapt from their slumbers, more keenly aware than others that the missing pieces were important. But we didn't know. We couldn't have. Not until we found ourselves standing in the light and discovered: We no longer had shadows.