Birthdays... one happy day a year, full of celebration and cheer. this is your special day, the past year has barely finished. leave, let me be. by myself, oh all alone. you went and now I have, to go solo. no need to run, no need to cry. things have happened, words were said. forget those now, let them go to bed. I'm sorry, forgive me. moments pass, back to haunt, you have moved on, please don't flaunt it. I miss you.

Ripped Page. what was once on those pages, before the murder? what was once on those pages, before justice was abolished? secrets dance in the ciders, you try to destroy the only saviour left. ashes cannot be returned to paper. dead, blank, gone. emptiness. crisp, new, exciting. bring back those much needed secrets, save the world that falls to meet the ashes of our maytr. our world is being devoured.

Book Prologue Sam We entered the building and immediately all I could smell was drugs. Drugs. Blood. And fear. Malcolm I hit her again. And again. She didn't make noise anymore, she had stopped about 2 months ago. I didn't mind it just meant it was less fun. Girl I could feel the blood running down my face. It was warm. And sticky. It was just about the only thing I could feel. But in some weird way it comforted me. It meant that I wasn't dead. Even if She was. It meant that He could still find me. Though He didnt want me. He wanted Her. She had loved him. She just couldn't remember his name. She remembered everything about Him. The summer before where everyday they had spent it together. Hand in hand. At that point, when She first kissed him. When She had first kissed anyone, She knew it would last. She remembered every second of that summer. Except His name. Malcolm I heard a bang. I didnt know what it was. Maybe a firework? But then I heard shouting. Shouting my name. I looked to the blood on my hands. I looked to the girl, she seemed like she was dying. I wondered if she knew she was dying. I wondered what it was like to die as I heard the door open and police run in. Sam I shouted. I shouted her name as loud as I could. I shouted it louder as he pushed the knife into her chest. I couldnt help myself. I felt hands wrap themselves around me and voices telling me to be quiet. But the hands weren't Hers. The voices weren't Grace's. Girl One single tear dropped down my face. I watched it. I wondered whether it was lonely as it fell to ground and made an echoing splash. Then Darkness covered my eyes and She screamed. Malcolm For the first time in a long time she screamed. I dont know why. I turned my head the police. I said hello. I turned back to the girl and kicked her. I laughed as I watched the blood dribble out of her. It almost looks like Tomatoe Sauce. Sam She fell down. Her eyes were closed. The police ran over and arrested Malcolm for what he had done. But it wasn't enough. I lashed out at him and he started to laugh. I ran over to Grace with the paramedics. They couldn't feel a pulse. Girl I felt a jolt go through me and I opened my eyes. There he was. Sam. Sam I gasped as she opened up her beautiful eyes. She said my name and I swear my heart skipped a beat.

Followers If anyone could help me, Instead of forgetting, Please I need you here, By my side. If you really thought something of me, Then please give me help. Anyone got any tips on getting followers?

Missing they say I've gone missing, my head won't stop spinning. get these thoughts out my head, the darkness out my eyes. I feel like I'm dead, I can't stop hearing their cries. I scream, I shout, can you even hear me? what's the point in trying, when we all know I'm missing. they say I've gone missing, maybe they're right.