Sorry

I never meant to go crazy. To become the friendless girl. The laughingstock. Most of all, I never meant to kill my parents.

Meet Heather Morrison. Sixteen years old, and fresh out of the loony bin. Not a great way to meet friends. While Heather battles Trigonometry, and chemistry, she's also battling the demons threatening to suck her out of sanity. She will not teeter on the brink. Not again. Countless mistakes haunt her, and the voices in her head are no help. Heather is constantly running through the maze between clear sanity, and blissful death. Nobody knows it, but she's tired. And she's sorry.