My name is Allison Smith. When I was a little girl it was like living a dream. Both of my parents where with me, both loved me. We had a great house. But it was just to good to be true. My father went to war and died in the army. My mother somehow thought I had killed my father. That I had convinced him to go off to war. After that I stopped to any body. I have one smaller brother. My mother abuses both me and my brother. I go to school at Challenger High School. I think my life is a waist of time untill a new kid comes and lives in my neighborhood. Could he be the reason I start talking again? Or is he just going to be another problem I have to deal with?