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384 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 1, 2015
”Darker than the oceanWe begin this serialized novel with a rather disturbing yet fascinating story, all told through the eyes of nine-year-old Susie Byrd. It’s her birthday today, and all she wants is a new scooter to ride around the neighborhood with. And yet some disturbing events, and one particularly creepy run-in with Kirby Matheson, leave her running. I think what’s interesting about this story is that there seems to be an obvious bad guy, but it’s not who you think it is. That’s the strange and peculiar thing I found about this book. The author actually wrote Susie quite well, and made her more than just some typical nine-year-old. But seriously, this story is DISTURBING.
Darker than the sea,
Darker than the boy in black
Who’s chasing after me.�
”’I mean,� he says, ‘we were young. It was freaking summer camp. Do you expect someone you went to summer camp with to be a killer?�Are there ever any clear, concrete warning signs that lead up to a tragedy? How far back do we have to go to try and find them? When’s the tipping point? Those are the questions we ask ourselves when something like this happens. Even worse, is when you know the person who did it, eve just in passing. Teddy knew Kirby only briefly from summer camp, but it’s enough to peak students' interest and repulsion. Just by knowing Kirby, it automatically makes him one of the bad guys, even though it couldn’t be further from the truth. This story bluntly asks us when we think true evil really begins?
”’Doesn’t it make you mad? Doesn’t it make you want to do something about it? Yeah, well. Just saying. I know the feeling.�It’s one thing to think about taking action; it’s another thing entirely to prove it. Zach (a girl, BTW), fantasizes daily about getting rid of her emotionally and physically abusive father, but can’t bring herself to do it. Kirby is her best friend, and as we all know, he was a doer. I liked the sheer suspense and the impeccable writing style of this story; I was literally holding the edge of my seat, all because it felt so real.
”I gave him chocolate. I gave him hell.Do bullies really deserve redemption? If you saw one of them try to kill themselves, would you try and stop them? Lauren doesn’t think so. She was once friends with Kirby back in elementary school, but as they got older they drifted apart and hung out with different social circles. Unfortunately, these differences sometimes resulted in painful words exchanged between them, especially from Lauren’s emotionally abusive football player boyfriend, Javier. But underneath the popular cheerleader façade she portrays herself to be, Lauren is secretly miserable. Cracking under the pressure, she decides to just end it, but is saved by an unlikely savior. I overall liked it, but I thought the whole potential death by Reeses Peanut Butter Cup was a bit clichéd and corny.
He gave me a second chance.�
”Looking back, I think it was a grimace. Then there’s come the photo. The one where he’s smiling that same toothy smile. The one where he seems truly happy. The one where he’s pointing the gun.�Do you ever really know the person who you’re with? Can you ever really probe deep enough to find out? And when you’re gone from their lives, do they still care about you? In the words of Kirby’s ex, who’s narrating this story, yes and no. You still care about them, but you can never really know them. And yet, there is still some part of them that cares for you, and that one act of caring could save your life. I actually thought this story did the best job into getting good insight for Kirby and how he really was, ironically in the POV of his girlfriend. Very well done.
”I peer thorough the eyepiece. I turn the lens to bring Kirby into focus. His arm is raised toward me, his lips raised in a smile. I rest my index finger on the shutter.Alright people, let’s get one thing straight; stalking is NOT OK. I don’t care what gender, race or religion you are. This story basically just glorifies the whole stalking conundrum. Another thing that peeved me about this story is the lack of acknowledgement of the transgender character. I mean, REALLY? Dude, it wouldn’t have killed you to do that. I wish we could’ve had more insight into the character instead of the typical transgender tropes we’ve read about a million times before. But that might just be me.
And I take the perfect shot.�
”How can Morgan say yes? But after what happened the last time someone asked her to a formal dance, how can she say no?�Sometimes, you don’t have to do anything significantly mean in order to crush someone’s spirits. In this story, Morgan gets asked to junior formal by Kirby, and she says no. After the shooting kills one of her friends and injures her, she asks herself if her ill-fated answer caused the death of her friend. I think this story just proves that it can be the small and seemingly insignificant things that can cause a person to break and their spirits to be crushed. Heartbreaking and bittersweet.
� Kirby looked defeated.OK, I left this story angry. Because what the kid did was a pretty shitty thing to do, and for no apparent reason. While the story itself was written well, I didn’t think that the main character actually learned anything from his mistake, other than to seriously panic about it. He never once really thought about how it could’ve affected Kirby, or how HE was feeling; he was more worried about how his girlfriend felt. That reason alone made me give this book the rating that I did; because I’m a firm believer that if you make a mistake, you learn from it, not just brush it off and move aside.
No, more than that. He looked broken.�
”And I know beyond a shadow of a doubt, that on this day, in this place, I will meet my destiny.I know what you’re thinking; they wrote a story from the gun’s POV. An inanimate object. Why? And something that causes so much pain that it doesn’t deserve to be humanized, you say? I was kind of shocked when I first read it, but looking back, I also think it was kind of a genius thing to do, in a weird way. Don’t get me wrong; I’m anti-gun all the way. But in instances like this, can we really blame the weapon? Is that the smartest thing to do? Are we really just deflecting the blame on something not human so we don’t have to wrack our own consciences with the knowledge that a human being could do something so horrible? A thought-provoking, if not somewhat controversial, story.
And I am terrified.�
”It’s her job to protect me. It’s my job to be in control.�Umm..... this story is about a girl and her dog. The female Charlie Brown and Snoopy. How the heck does this story connect to Kirby? He’s not even in this one; it’s his HOUSE. Ugh!! So many of the stories aren’t connecting to him in any way whatsoever, this one included.
”Kirby Matheson stole my life..I can only think of one word to describe this story; meh. It was OK; nothing memorable, but not horrible either. Kid works at a pizza parlor who may (or may not, it’s never clear), be bisexual. I honestly wish that authors would just announce if there’s a character like that so we don’t have to make assumptions.
There had to have been signs. Some warning. But I was too stupid to see it coming.�
”He’s in pain and I’m in pain. He’ll see when we’re together that we can save each other. All I need is the chance to coax him into understanding this.�For the record; this was the story I disliked the least. Why? Because it had absolutely nothing to do with the plot whatsoever. I guess this was just written for shock value and the same old, same old , but this event didn’t show up at any other time period; nor did it show it affecting Kirby negatively. Not to mention that there was no plot background of how they met, what their relationship was (not in the sexual sense), what were some of the conversations they had, etc. We’re just thrown into this one random experience and are supposed to correctly guess what the heck happened. The best way I can describe it is if someone were to show you the sixth Harry Potter film, and you hadn’t heard of Harry Potter or seen the proceeding movies. You’d be completely, utterly lost. That’s the feeling I felt when I was reading this story. Lost.
”All I have now is the knowledge that my brother did some good things and some monstrous things in my life. I can’t change any of it. But I can stop letting his actions define me.�When a shooting occurs, it’s easy to villainize everyone even remotely associated with the shooter, even their own family. But the fact of the matter is, most of these families are completely in the dark about what their loved one had planned to do, and the consequences of their actions are as shocking to them as they are to us. So how do we as a public let them remember and mourn the loss of their loved one? How can they themselves mourn after the horrific thing that the dead have done? I thought this story was especially poignant, and told with the right amount of grace and understanding.
”Just like that we’re back to normal... or at least the new normal.This story shows how hyperaware people can become after a tragedy like this, and unfortunately, some of those people happen to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. In this kid’s case, he wrote the wrong story at the wrong time, which gets people in a snit. A very big snit. While I thought the story was good, I actually thought it was too short, which made the action too fast, which caused me not to appreciate it more than I probably should have. It was just OK.
All’s well.�
In the days immediately following the shooting, it seemed like everyone wanted to remember Kirby. To break him into pieces like a disassembled watch. People who never spoke to him at all had sudden recollections of foreboding eye contact.”�I don’t know... this story was just way to meta and philosophical for my taste. I also thought that the characters were too far removed from Kirby himself that they didn’t really have a logical place in the story. That would be like having the kid who almost hit Bella with his car narrate Twilight. He’s too far removed from the action to contribute anything significant. The story was awkward and disjointed.
”And he took it from me.It seems like when we are forced to dig into our brains and remember those who we knew who did monstrous acts, we tend to do one of two things; varnish the truth about some of the darker episodes of that person’s life so as to not make it seem outwardly that they had a problem, or we over exaggerate that weird behavior to make it as dramatic as possible. This story gives us that dilemma, as the main character is asked to give her memories of Kirby for an article in the school newspaper. So how does she want to remember the seemingly sweet and innocent acting boy who lived next to her when she was a child? Very affecting story.
And he shook it until they were all dead.
I’d forgotten to put holes in it.
They couldn’t get out. �
”Because I knew Kirby Matheson before he knew he was Kirby Matheson.You remember that bully back in the very first story. He’s BAAACK!! In this story, the author tries to give him a redeemable side, and unfortunately, it didn’t work very well, at least for me. I didn’t think she wrote the POV very well, and the actions and dialogue in the story made me feel very unsympathetic towards him, when I was supposed to feel quite the opposite. I wish this book could’ve closed on a happier note with a lovelier written story, but alas, we’ve come to the end.["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>
And I really hurt that boy. �
*One Cuban girl, one Asian girl, and one Engrish-speaking Asian woman)
*The only queer character gets murdered and can’t claim their own identity
*character with an eating disorder