Jennifer Niven - All the Bright Places

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This is a work of fiction. All incidents and dialogue, and all characters (with the exception of the creators of the WorldsLargest Ball of Paint and the Blue Flash and Blue Too roller coasters), are products of the authors imagination. Anyresemblance to persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

Text copyright 2015 by Jennifer Niven

Jacket photographs (flowers) copyright 2015 by Neil Fletcher and Matthew Ward/Getty ImagesHand-lettering and illustrations copyright 2015 by Sarah Watts

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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication DataNiven, Jennifer.

All the bright places / Jennifer Niven.1st ed.p. cm.

Summary: Told in alternating voices, when Theodore Finch and Violet Markey meet on the ledge of the bell tower at schoolboth teetering on the edgeits the beginning of an unlikely relationship, a journey to discover the natural wonders ofthe state of Indiana, and two teens desperate desire to heal and save one another.Provided by publisher Includesbibliographical references.

ISBN 978-0-385-75588-7 (trade) ISBN 978-0-385-75589-4 (lib. bdg.)

ISBN 978-0-385-75590-0 (ebook) ISBN 978-0-553-53358-3 (inti. tr. pbk.)

[1. FriendshipFiction. 2. SuicideFiction. 3. Emotional problems

Fiction. 4. IndianaFiction.] I. Title.

PZ7.N6434A1 2015[Fic]dc232014002238

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For my mother,Penelope Niven,my brightest place of all

CoverTitle PageCopyrightDedicationEpigraph

Finch: I am awake again. Day 6Violet: 154 days till graduationFinch: Day 6 (still) of being awakeFinchs Rules for WanderingViolet: 153 days till graduationFinch: Day 7 of the AwakeViolet: 152 days till graduationFinch: Day 8 of the AwakeViolet: 151 days till graduationFinch: Day 9

Violet: 151 days till graduationFinch: The night of the day my life changedViolet: 148 days till graduationFinch: Day 13

Violet: 147-146 days till freedomFinch: Day 15 (I am still awake)

Violet: 145 days till liberationFinch: Day 15 (still)

Finch: Days 16 and 17Violet: 142 days to goFinch: Day 22 and Im still hereViolet: 138 days to goFinch: Days 23, 24, 25 ...

Violet: 135, 134, 133 days to goFinch: Day 27 (I am still here)

Violet: 133 days to goViolet: SaturdayFinch: Day 28

Finch: Day 30 (and I am awake)

Violet: February 2Violet: The weekendFinch: The first warm dayViolet: The day ofFinch: The day ofViolet: The morning after

Finch: What follows

Finch: How to survive quicksand

Violet: The week after

Violet: Spring break

Finch: Day 64 of the awake

Finch: Days 65 and 66

Violet: March 10

Finch: Days 66 and 67

Finch: Day 71

Violet: March 18

Finch: Day 75

Violet: March 20

Violet: March 21 and beyond

Finch: Day 80: (a muthaf#@*ing world record)

Violet: The rest of march

Violet: April

Violet: April 26

Violet: April 26 (part two)

Violet: May 3

Violet: Mayweeks 1, 2, and 3Violet: Remaining wanderings 1 and 2Violet: Remaining wanderings 3 and 4Violet: The last wanderingViolet: June 20

Authors NoteA cknowledgmentsAbout the Author

The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at thebroken places.

Ernest Hemingway

Is today a good day to die?

This is something I ask myself in the morning when I wake up. In third period when Imtrying to keep my eyes open while Mr. Schroeder drones on and on. At the supper table as Impassing the green beans. At night when Im lying awake because my brain wont shut off dueto all there is to think about.

Is today the day?

And if not todaywhen?

I am asking myself this now as I stand on a narrow ledge six stories above the ground. Imso high up, Im practically part of the sky. I look down at the pavement below, and the worldtilts. I close my eyes, enjoying the way everything spins. Maybe this time Ill do itlet the aircarry me away. It will be like floating in a pool, drifting off until theres nothing.

I dont remember climbing up here. In fact, I dont remember much of anything beforeSunday, at least not anything so far this winter. This happens every timethe blanking out,the waking up. Im like that old man with the beard, Rip Van Winkle. Now you see me, nowyou dont. Youd think Id have gotten used to it, but this last time was the worst yet because Iwasnt asleep for a couple days or a week or twoI was asleep for the holidays, meaningThanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years. I cant tell you what was different this time around,only that when I woke up, I felt deader than usual. Awake, yeah, but completely empty, likesomeone had been feasting on my blood. This is day six of being awake again, and my firstweek back at school since November 14.