A.N. I was going to reply to everyone's reviews personally, but since everybody asked the same question, I thought I should post it here in case there are other people who also want to know more about what happened, but didn't review for one reason or another.

Actually, before I get to that…not quite all of the reviews were positive. An anonymous review called 'liar' (which is ironic, I think, even though it was probably directed at me) really let me have it. Here is liars review;

yeah, rite, like thats really happing. theres no way that sum1 tried to kill u. i think that u jsut wnt attenton. u sould be ashamed of urself. do every1 a favor & just shut up.

…and then there was a ** out swearword. So, liar, here is what I have to say to you; you most certainly live up to your name. It did happen; someone did try to kill me; and if I 'wanted attention', I would've told the whole story. All three and ½ years of it. So why don't you do me a favor, and just be quiet. Thank you.

That aside, the rest of you were amazing, so you can expect the rest of this A.N. to be heavily saturated with my particular brand of honestly; I speak truth, but I tend to do it in a very…fluffy sort of way, to use the popular fanfiction term. For an example, keep reading.

Thank you, all of you, thank you so, so much for your kind words. Although, not all of it was words, which brings me to whiteflower122 and Lanii. whiteflower122, thank you for adding my story to your favorites. Laniii, first, beautiful username, and second, thank you for adding me (or my story-fanfiction's being a bit weird, I can't tell which it was) to your alerts. Your show of silent support is much appreciated.

To Fluhatraya; wow. Even after all this time, you still remember me enough to review my story almost right away. You're always my first, and usually most thoughtful, reviewer. Thank you. And your anger is not impotent…it solidifies mine, for one thing. I mean…sometimes, it's hard to remember that it's not right, what's happening, and not normal, and should be changed. I know that this is crazy, but sometimes I feel like it's my fault. So thank you for your encouraging words. I definitely won't be letting this happen again. If he hits me again, I'm going to call 911. It's just…I can't take it anymore.

On a lighter note, thank you, also, for your comments on the story chapter. ^.^

To kumquats are awesome; thank you! It is getting better, slowly. It used to be a lot worse, trust me. And…it is horrifying, I suppose, but if they hadn't ever hurt me, then I wouldn't be as strong as I am now. Not quite a blessing in disguise, but close.

Your compliments, by the way, were just so sweet I had to print them out. ^.^ They're pasted inside my journal. *realizes how weird that is* Um…hope that didn't freak you out too much. . But if it did, sorry.

IAmTheDaydreamer; I like your username. In my mind, every fiction writer is a daydreamer to some degree, so to me, what your username basically says is that you're a great writer. Except, you know, in a really cool and not at all conceited way. :)

Thank you for the positive reinforcement (woo, new fancy way of saying compliment! XD) and for the empathy.

Um, about your last few sentences there; I did tell my Mom. Sort of. See, when it started, she wasn't really in a space to be listening. But I did try to tell her. And I told her again afterwards, once she got better. Almost my entire family has known what's been going on, ever since it started, even if they don't all hear about every single incident. But I know what you mean. I told a few other adults, but they didn't really get it. And by the time I'd connected with people who might've helped me, he'd done some really bad things. If I tell anyone now (online interaction doesn't count in this case) he could get in some deep trouble. I don't want that. But if this keeps on, I will call the police. I'm giving my Mom one last chance to get him help and make him stop, but that's it.

And please don't pity me. I've had it bad, but it's made me who I am today. It's not okay, what happened, but what's done is done. I'm stronger than I've ever been, and I'm trying to move forwards. I won't let anybody hold me back.

Okay, moving on. Sorry for the lonnng A.N. Oh, and before I move on to the story; does anyone know how to remove comments? I don't exactly want liars comment up there any longer than it has to be. Thanks.

Disclaimer: Do I really have to say this every single chapter? I DON'T OWN DANNY PHANTOM. I also most definitely do NOT own the uniquely beautiful band Evanescence, or my chosen song, 'Hello'. See, it has recently come to my attention that I have never written a songfic. So, I wrote this. Here it is-my very first songfic. I'm very proud. :P So here-have some Crazy!Danny.

Playground school bell rings again

I don't want to talk about it. Why can't they understand that? Please, someone, make them stop.

Rainclouds come to play again

No. No. This hurts. No!

Has no one told you she's not breathing?

No…

Hello

Don't make me remember

I'm your mind

Can you hear me? Stop! I don't want to-I can't-I can't talk about it.

Giving you someone to talk to

I DON'T WANT TO TALK!

Hello

She…it wasn't supposed to…be like this….

If I smile and don't believe

I don't know what you're talking about.

Soon I know I'll wake from this dream

Quiet! Leave me alone! Stop trying to tell me things that aren't-I can't-it isn't-this isn't real.

Don't try to fix me

I said, LEAVE ME ALONE!

I'm not broken

Nothing's wrong. Go away.

Hello

Not you again. What do I have to do to make you disappear?

I'm the lie

Please. Please-take it. Let me just…let it go.

Living for you so you can hide

Thanks, Phantom…you're the only one who understands.

Don't cry

I know, Danny, I know. But I can't hide you forever.

Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping

Phantom, wait, what are you-wait-no-you aren't-don't make me…!

Danny, listen to me! You can't keep doing this! She's gone, and you…we…need to get over it.

Hello, I'm still here

Please don't cry…

It hurts…

I know, Danny…I know.

All that's left of yesterday…

Goodbye, Sam.

A.N. I know what you're thinking. Seriously? MORE A.N.? Unfortunately, yes. Sigh. But this is important. It's about my lack of follow-up to my promises made in earlier chapters. Such as the Hunger Games crossover. It's planned out and partially written. So, in theory, it'll be up…eventually. And then there's Bloodtest. Almost completely planned out, written in my head, partially typed out. I was working on it when I was told that my writing was…not very good, to put it lightly. I'll get back on when I can; hopefully soon. And…I think that's all. Oh-wait! Because the A.N. at the beginning was so long, and 'cause the song (and thus, the songfic) was so short, I'm gonna post another chapter, this one with a MUCH shorter A.N.-I promise. So if you get this right away, watch for the second update. :D