Dig deep. Find your way to your soul.

There was a curse. There was a girl. And in the end, there was a grave. I never even saw it coming.

Old things are better than new things, because they've got stories in them, Ethan.

I am a friend. I have in my possession two thousand assorted buttons, eight hundred keys, and only one friend. Perhaps it is not something you can understand. I have not often been one before. I will be now.

I said it, just like that. No stupid jokes, no changing the subject. For once, I wasn't embarrassed, because it was the truth. I had fallen. I think I had always been falling. And she might as well know, if she didn't already, because there was no going back now. Not for me.

surrounded by strangers who love me (un)strangers made strange by pain

Age-appropriate makeup? Who are you people? What makeup is age-appropriate for a seven-year-old?