Wendi Starusnak

Howell... how-well... how well do you really know anyone? My mother had no idea how fitting this new last name would be for herself or for me, even though I wasn't born yet. I had been spending my entire life trying to hide my true identity from everyone around me, including my mom. I didn't want to be labeled a freak like my father, or a monster like my other ancestors. But in my head, I thought I was both. I thought I fit the true definition of disturbed. That was until the ghosts began to awaken and threatened to destroy all that I love. They taught me that true evil fools those around it while it tortures each in different ways, sometimes hidden in plain sight.

I'm Caroline Anne Fleischer and this book written by me is not the only one of its kind. I know this because I found and read the book that my sister Emily wrote. I'm not really much of a reader or writer, but I will do the best that I can because I want my part of the story to be heard too, before these ideas that I fight with in my head win and there is no more story to be told. I'll try to pick up where my sister left off, after the terrible things that she did. Now I know the truth about all of it and I'll fill you in on the horrible stuff that has happened even since then.And I'm Julie, just Julie. Emily needed me to help her do what needed to be done and she needs me even more now because she can't deal with the memories of what we did. Now I'm simply doing the things that need to be done to continue to survive and make some sort of a life for Emily- or myself. Survival of the fittest, as they say.