I hate hospitals. Especially mental ones. You would too if you had been stuck in one for a year when you were only fifteen. I'm sixteen now, and still stuck in this hellhole. I find my thoughts wandering to getting out more than they used to, but not as much as they had when I first got here. I'm going crazy, well at least more crazy than I already am. Or more than they think I am.

After Kim's mother and sister died in a car accident Kim loses herself. Drifting further away from her friends she surrenders to dark thoughts in her head and her drunk, broken and abusive father. How can her friends save the girl they once knew from herself and her father, when Kim herself cannot believe that this is what is right?