Scars is not for the closed-hearted, nor is it for those who have an unwelcoming bias towards those who struggle with self and sexual identity, and mental torment. It tells a sincere story of a young woman, with dreams of a life beyond intense psychological pain, whose many gifts, notably painting and drawing, help provide her a safe and healthier escape from her demons. It's my own arm on the cover of SCARS.This short, yet passionate young adult novel handles extremely heavy and sensitive issues with such a softness and care that truly brought tears to my eyes. I am grateful for all the reader letters that come in, and I try to answer them all (though it can take me a while). I also hear from people who've never had any of those experiences before, who let me know that they understand self-harm now (and aren't so judgmental about it any more). I still get reader letters every week telling me how SCARS helped readers know they're not alone feel understood for the very first time talk about their own self-harm, sexual abuse, or being queer get help stop cutting or want to stop and a few have even told me that it helped them not want to kill themselves. I know how alone I felt, and how blamed-and when you're in pain, feeling alone and blamed can make the pain so much worse. I drew on my abuse and trauma experience to write SCARS and bring an insider perspective like Kendra, I'm a sexual abuse survivor, I used self-harm (and art) to cope, and I'm queer. When I wrote SCARS, I wrote the book I needed as a teen and could never find. "synopsis" may belong to another edition of this title. Scars is the unforgettable story of one girl's frightening path to the truth. But the truth about Kendra's abuse is just waiting to explode, with startling unforeseen consequences.
Since her own mother is too self-absorbed to hear her cries for help, Kendra finds support in others instead: from her therapist and her art teacher, from Sandy, the close family friend who encourages her artwork, and from Meghan, the classmate who's becoming a friend and maybe more. To relieve the pressure, Kendra cuts aside from her brilliantly expressive artwork, it's her only way of coping. If she lets her guard down even for a minute, it could cost Kendra her life. Frightened, Kendra believes someone is always watching and following her, leaving menacing messages only she understands. Kendra, fifteen, hasn't felt safe since she began to recall devastating memories of childhood sexual abuse, especially because she still can't remember the most important detail- her abuser's identity.
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