The Day Of The Dead Why do we think that spring is the renewal of everything? Reality tells me the truth. I used to think that when spring came around, everything was possible. I now know the childish thoughts I had were ignorant and just there to help me get by. Maybe it helped...but I doubt it. Now I am all screwed up and cannot even fathom as to why I am writing this. Why would I tell anyone of the hardships I faced when the first spring past and everything went down hill? I mean if I were actually telling you a happy story, it wouldn't be what I am about to tell you at all. Chapter 1: The Dead are Alive?! "Alice!" My nanny who was secretly a prostitute, but everyone knew, called. "I know! Time for school." I groaned. "Actually, no. Some boys are here...Finn and Darryn." I shot out of bed lightening quick. I didn't realize that I was only in a baggy tee until both boys gawked at my fair legs. "Alice!" My nanny hit her head into her palm. "Um..." I spun and ran back up the stairs. I started to put clothes on when a hand wrapped around my bare stomach. "Alice." Finn said softly into my ear. "You know better than to do this here and now."