i was raped, too sexually assaulted in seventh grade, tenth grade. the summer after graduation, at a party i was 16 i was 14 i was 5 and he did it for three years i loved him i didn't even know him he was my best friend's brother, my grandfather, father, mommy's boyfriend, my date, my cousin, my coach i met him for the first time that night and- 4 guys took turns, and- i'm a boy and this happened to me, and- ...i got pregnant i gave up my daughter for adoption... did it happen to you, too?

I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don’t want to die.

The stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking didn't make her skinny, it made her cry.

I was good at digging holes. It was the rest of life I sucked at.

I sit at a table close to his desk. Ivy is in this class. She sits by the door. I keep staring at her, trying to make her look at me. That happens in movies - people can feel it when oother people stare at them and they just have to turn around and say something. Either Ivy has a great force field, or my lazer vision isn't very strong.

Life is for the living. Don't let the fear of striking out let you from keep you from playing the game.

Each reader has to find her or his own message within a book.