What if you found out that your life was all a lie? What if you found out that who you were wasn't who you really are? What if you found out that you were only portraying a dead person to forget the one's death? What if somebody fell in love with the person you weren't? All my life, I knew that I was Ginger Haywood. But Ginger Haywood wasn't who I really was. I'm 18, and on my 18th birthday, I found out that my life was all a lie. I needed to find out who I really was. To get out of this mess.