I’d scream, but I have no voice. The bullies stole it from me

Why try to fit in when you were born to stand out?” “I’m nothing special. I’m drowning,” I whisper. “Then kick out. Put one arm in front of the other. That’s all there is to swimming.

You said I don’t exist in one life. What if each of these lives are designed to teach you a lesson so you have the tools to save yourself when you’re alone?” His words strike a strange truth inside me. Do I need saving?

I’m William James Carter. My friends call me Will,” he says. “I’m Lucy Janette Phillips,” I reply. “Nice to meet you, LJ,” he says. Warmth flows through my body. I have a nickname.

She has a long journey ahead of her. She doesn’t need to hear she will lose before she even begins

She tried to scream once, but with significant portions of her larynx already compromised, what she managed was more of a powerful, wet exhalation.