Dara has a journal. It's small and leather bound with one small tree engraved on the front in gold. It has a metallic writing surrounding each branch saying the words 'shh'. That's exactly what the journal immediately became about. Slowly everyone in my school's secrets began to be poured out in there in ink pen and smudged messy writing. But it became the most dangerous thing the day it got stolen. Soon everyone's personal desires, promises, and mistakes are going to spilled out as well as Dara's own. Can she stop it or do people deserve to know the truth about each other and as well as her?