Hey everybody this is my second fanfiction. This story is starting of on a different track than my other one is so tell me how you like it. If your easily suppressed to depressing thoughts then I would recomend you not reading this. I don't own MR JP does.

I'm alone in this world nobody loves me. I can't live in this world knowing that noone cares. I look down at my wrists and I see the scars that are there. I never ment to try and hurt myself, that wasn't how it started out. But now death seems so inviting like it wants me, something for the first time in my life seems to want me. I can't help but feel welcomed. I'm Maximum Ride and I have never cried a tear, welcome to my life as it is thrown on the floor with me beside it. Watch as my memories stain these pages like my blood stains the floor. You can't turn back now you have to read on because if you don't, my reality just might haunt your dreams. To be able to start this story you need to know how it begins and for that we need to go back a few years.

3 Years Before(Max is 14)

Regular- Max living the story Bold- Max telling the story

I'm so excited my family and I are moving to Arizona. My family consists of my mom Stephanie Batcher, my dad Jeb Batcher, and my sweet little sister Angel. We are moving because my mom got a job transer, plus she says is will be a nice change in scenery. We are on the road right now and I am looking out the window. The radio is off and everybody is off in thier own little worlds. My mom looks back for a quick second and tells us that we will be there in a half an hour.

Little did I know that in that small interval of 30 minutes would turn my life upside down and change me to who I am now.

I checked the clock and saw that it was 2:30pm, so we would be getting to the house at almost exactly 3:00pm. I couldn't help but wonder how my friends back in Cali were doing. I was never really close with any of them and I didn't mind that. To pash the time I will just tell you about myself. I'm Maximum Batcher and I am 14 years old I am a soon to be Freshman at Stone High School. I am a tomboy and hate to shop. I don't really have a fashion sense at all I just wear what is comfortable. My freinds back at my old school said that I had every girls dream looks. I could only disagree I am an average height of 5' 9" and still growing, blonde hair and natural highlights, and to top it off I have an athletic body.

"Screech!" I looked up in enough time to see a truck coming towards the passanger side of the car. It looked like it was trying to stop but it couldn't. I looked at everone in the car starting with my mom. She looked so scared and guilty like what was about to happen was all her fault. Jeb looked like he was about to pee his pants. Angel my sweet little sister Angel was looking straight at me with fear in her eyes. I tried to give her a small smile just enough to destract her from the truck.

"It's goi ..." I started to say that everything would be okay, but I didn't get to finish because that was when the truck hit our car and everything went black.

All the while the car clock said that the time was 2:55.