COMPLETED✓ It was hard. Living. breathing. feeling. everything she did seemed to break her more. The beautiful white sheets were stained with blood. She was stuck. He never noticed her. She left her. Her father and best friend were the only ones. She tried. She saw. She learned. She convinced her. She lied to him. She didn't make it. She saw her. July second, 2001. She lived. Under heavy editing, so a few facts may be off. WARNING: Book contains mentions of hospitals, death, self-harm, sex, non-consensual touching, smoking, swearing, sickness, blood, graphic depictions of violence, slight gore, and homophobic threats. If any of this may trigger you please read carefully. © 2014 Elizabeth Chorley, all rights reserved.