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Now that I knew who I wasn't, I was determined to remember who I was. Who I would become.

One thing was for sure: I was sick and tired of feeling scared. But from where I lay, every path I could take from here was scary as hell.

You're gorgeous, you know that? These school dances are really lame, but at least I get to be with the most gorgeous girl in the room.

You don't know what you think you know, he said.

I hid the anger that was welling up inside me. Anger at my parents for not being there for me. Anger at Nick for being dead. Anger at the people in the school who tormented Nick. Anger at myself for not seeing this coming.

You could shove the pieces together and force them to fit, but even after they're successfully stuck together they still don't fit exactly, don't look quite right. That's how my brain felt.