And it feels strange, almost sad, to walk through ther empty halls. Each step I take sounds so lonely.

My breathing begins to slow. The tension in my muscles starts to relax. Then, a click in the headphones. A slow breath of air. I open my eyes to bright moonlight. And Hannah, with warmth. Thank you.

Josh turns to me. “I can’t believe she’s writing these things.” “Not she,” I say. “Me.” “Why would anyone say this stuff about themselves on the Internet? It’s crazy!” “Exactly,” I say. “I’m going to be mentally ill in fifteen years, and that’s why my husband doesn’t want to be around me.

She wants to believe my excuses so bad. Every time I lie, she wants to believe me so much.

You can't stop the future You can't rewind the past The only way to learn the secret ...is to press play.

Stories about sensitive issues like sex, drugs or sexual assault, suicide and teen drinking, are often censored because people just don't want to talk about those things. It's not that these things don't happen, but when they're shared in a fictional setting, for some reason they make some people uncomfortable.

Maybe it's not as important to you as it was for me, but that's not for you to decide.