She offered herself to the big, bad wolf and didn't scream when he took the first bite.

I am the space between my thighs, daylight shining through.

I believe that you've created a metaphorical universe in which you can express your darkest fears. In one aspect, yes, I believe in ghosts, but we create them. We haunt ourselves, and sometimes we do such a good job, we lose track of reality.

They yell at me because I can't see what they see. Nobody can explain to me why my eyes work different than theirs.

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

I’m the girl who trips on the dance floor and can’t find her way to the exit. All eyes on me.

You hurt her by starving yourself, you hurt her with your lies, and by fighting everybody who tries to help you. Emma can only sleep a couple of hours a night now. She's haunted by nightmares of monsters that eat our whole family. They eat us slowly, she says, so we can feel their sharp teeth.