I hear screams in my head. I see blood on my hands. When I look in the mirror, I see a stranger. How is it that I can remember bits and pieces of my life, but nothing of any importance? Two days ago everything changed. Two days ago the people I should trust the most became strangers in my convoluted head. The dreams I have can't be real. The fleeting memories that whisper through my mind are scary and wrong a€ they have to be. If they aren't, I have something much worse to fear than my fractured mind. I need to find out the truth, even if it destroys me. I've been told my name is Ravenna Duskin. I'm eighteen years old, and I live in a prison.
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