Author: Megan Miranda
Publisher: Bloomsbury USA
My Copy: Nook ebook
Rating: 5 Stars
Link for Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/14798443-hysteria?ac=1
Mallory killed her boyfriend, Brian. She can’t remember the details of that night but everyone knows it was self-defense, so she isn’t charged. But Mallory still feels Brian’s presence in her life. Is it all in her head? Or is it something more? In desperate need of a fresh start, Mallory is sent to Monroe, a fancy prep school where no one knows her . . . or anything about her past.But the feeling follows her, as do her secrets. Then, one of her new classmates turns up dead. As suspicion falls on Mallory, she must find a way to remember the details of both deadly nights so she can prove her innocence-to herself and others.
In another riveting tale of life and death, Megan Miranda’s masterful storytelling brings readers along for a ride to the edge of sanity and back again.
I spent a good deal of this book trying to figure out if everything that was happening was real or Mallory’s imagination. One minute I was so sure that Brian’s ghost was stalking her and the next I thought she was just hallucinating. The book jumps back and forth between the past , from her meeting Brian to the night she killed him, and present day where she is attending a boarding school. This in my opinion lends to the hallucinating theory because they are presented as flashbacks making you question Mallory’s sanity. However, when the classmate turned up dead I started thinking maybe there was something else going on because I wanted so bad for Mallory to be innocent and not have anything to do with it even though I was questioning if maybe she was a little crazy and could have done it without realizing it. The characters in this story were well written. I found myself wishing I had a best friend as awesome as Colleen.
” “Over my dead body,” she had said back then.
Now she still wouldn’t look at me. She opened the nail polish, propped her feet up, and started again. “It’s a fresh start,” she said to her toes.
Apparently, two years ago, my mother had lied. Apparently, any dead body would do.”
“So I let him whisper in my ear and put his hands on my hips. And I listened to him list all the ways in which I was slowly killing him.
None of which turned out to be the actual way that I killed him.”