For as long as I remember I've heard them. Voices.My grandmother called it a gift. She said it made me special. If this is a gift, I want to return it. I just want to be normal, like everyone else.At least, I did. Until Ryan. He can hear them too and even more; he knows the reason I hear them at all. Suddenly, I don't feel like such a freak anymore. At least, that's how I felt until I learned the truth.Now all I know is, nothing will ever be the same again.