Britta Lundin — об авторе

"I really want you to be happy, Forest. I hope you find what you`re looking for." She slips out the door and leaves me alone. What I`m looking for. If anyone knows what I`m looking for, maybe they could give me a call and let me know? Because I have no idea. And every time I try to do something good, I end up screwing it…

"I used to have friends. I used to not worry all the time. I used to go outside and play with kids. I used to talk to people at the bus stop. But then I moved to an ew town in sixth grade, and I didn`t do so well making new friends because I was awkard, and liked books too much, and I wans`t pretty or rich, and my parents…