the difference

- p r o l o g u e -

I sobbed into Ryan's old sweatshirt as I sat in his room.His mom always let me come

here when I really missed him, like today.I was at school again for the first time since

I was booked off for depression after Ryan's funeral.Everyone was acting so understanding

saying I looked better, but the truth was, I was falling apart. I have anorexia and depression,

I lost my best friend to suicide, four hours before my birthday. I lost my whole world, my

name's Kayleigh and I'm learning to live with The Difference.