First book in what will hopefully be a three-part series. Teen psychological horror and borderline-nutcasery.

I always knew that I was different from the other kids. I was ‘weird’, I was a ‘freak’ but I loved it and deliberately lived up to almost every rumour about me that was created. It was a game, testing the limits, and when I found those limits I crossed them. Borderline lunatic? Hell, I passed that borderline years ago.

For as long as I could remember, I was the only one who wanted to be a ‘Freak.’ The other kids that were categorised as weirdos tried their best to find a niche, whether that was by acting like a clone of the most popular girl or guy in their year, or just hiding their more radical thoughts. Everyone was supposed to have a place, and if you didn’t, you were forced into one through heartless mocking and the occasional beating.

However, when Rick Nielson walked through the door of classroom 29 (the classroom that would later become known as “Kat’s asylum”), on that bleak November recess, I had no idea of how much our lunacy would change everyone and everything that we knew. And that, dear readers, is where this story starts…

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