primary/ V3 LARGE PAIS PATH https://embed.cdn.pais.scholastic.com/v1/products/identifiers/isbn/9780545469975/primary/renditions/400
V3 XLARGE PAIS PATH https://embed.cdn.pais.scholastic.com/v1/products/identifiers/isbn/9780545469975/primary/renditions/1000

Skinny

by Donna Cooner


Scholastic Inc.
October 2012


Fiction
Ages 12 – 18 . Grades 7 – 12

Lexile measure: 670L

SRCQuiz

ARQuiz


Hopeless. Freak. Elephant. Pitiful. These are the words of Skinny, the vicious voice that lives inside fifteen-year-old Ever Davies's head. Skinny tells Ever all the dark thoughts her classmates have about her. Ever knows she weighs over three hundred pounds, knows she'll probably never be loved, and Skinny makes sure she never forgets it. But there is another voice: Ever's singing voice, which is beautiful but has been silenced by Skinny. Partly in the hopes of trying out for the school musical - and partly to try and save her own life - Ever decides to undergo a risky surgery that may help her lose weight and start over. With the support of her best friend, Ever begins the uphill battle toward change. But demons, she finds, are not so easy to shake, not even as she sheds pounds. Because Skinny is still around. And Ever will have to confront that voice before she can truly find her own. Donna Cooner brings warmth, wit, and startling insight to this unforgettable debut.
Donna Cooner

Donna Cooner is the acclaimed author of Skinny, Can't Look Away, Worthy, Screenshot, and Fake. A Texas native and graduate of Texas A&M University, Donna currently lives in Fort Collins, Colorado, with her husband, a cat named Stu, and two chocolate Labradors, Roxanne and Murphy. Follow @donnacooner on Twitter or visit her online at donnacooner.com.

TODO - RELATED RESOURCES

--- - From Skinny


I know what they think because she whispers their thoughts into my ear. I can hear them. Clearly. Constantly.


"If I ever look like that, just kill me."


Her name is Skinny.


I don't know how long she's been sitting there on my right shoulder, whispering her messages. She popped up when I was about ten, when I started gaining weight after my mother died. At first, her voice came infrequently—softly—but as I got bigger, she grew stronger. She probably looks like a Goth Tinkerbell, maybe a winged fairy kind of thing, but I've never actually seen her. I only hear her.