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The Way I Used to Be [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books
  • Author:  Smith, Amber
  • Author:  Smith, Amber
  • ISBN-10:  1481449362
  • ISBN-10:  1481449362
  • ISBN-13:  9781481449366
  • ISBN-13:  9781481449366
  • Publisher:  Margaret K. McElderry Books
  • Publisher:  Margaret K. McElderry Books
  • Pages:  384
  • Pages:  384
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-May-2017
  • Pub Date:  01-May-2017
  • SKU:  1481449362-11-MING
  • SKU:  1481449362-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100136006
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ANew York Timesbestseller.

In the tradition ofSpeak,this extraordinary debut novel “is a poignant book that realistically looks at the lasting effects of trauma on love, relationships, and life” (School Library Journal, starred review).

Eden was always good at being good. Starting high school didn’t change who she was. But the night her brother’s best friend rapes her, Eden’s world capsizes.

What was once simple, is now complex. What Eden once loved—who she once loved—she now hates. What she thought she knew to be true, is now lies. Nothing makes sense anymore, and she knows she’s supposed to tell someone what happened but she can’t. So she buries it instead. And she buries the way she used to be.

Told in four parts—freshman, sophomore, junior, and senior year—this provocative debut reveals the deep cuts of trauma. But it also demonstrates one young woman’s strength as she navigates the disappointment and unbearable pains of adolescence, of first love and first heartbreak, of friendships broken and rebuilt, all while learning to embrace the power of survival she never knew she had hidden within her heart.The Way I Used to Be
I DON’T KNOW A LOT of things. I don’t know why I didn’t hear the door click shut. Why I didn’t lock the damn door to begin with. Or why it didn’t register that something was wrong—so mercilessly wrong—when I felt the mattress shift under his weight. Why I didn’t scream when I opened my eyes and saw him crawling between my sheets. Or why I didn’t try to fight him when I still stood a chance.

I don’t know how long I lay there afterward, telling myself: Squeeze your eyelids shut, try, just try to forget. Try to ignore all the things that didn’t feel right, all the things that felt llS"

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