You don't know what goes on in anyone's life but your own. And when you mess with one part of a person's life, you're not messing with just that part. Unfortunately, you can't be that precise and selective. When you mess with one part of a person's life, you're messing with their entire life.Everyone knows things don't just happen. Something leads to them. But I had really hard time reading this book, reading about Clay listening to Hannah's voice. I can feel Clay.But Hannah, I can't wrap my mind around her mindset. Not because I never felt suicidal before (I hope you don't find me saying that insensitive) but I'm just really mad she never once stood up for herself. Not for real. She just let things happen to her and blame people for not apologising or clear up the rumours and stuff like that. Yeah, she hinted she want that from people, but it doesn't do it for me.I didn't think this book ended fast enough. Its pace sucked for me. It seems to me that throughout the book it's just the author telling the readers, 'okay time to remind you about this snowball effect thing', or maybe reminding himself. This book didn't seem like to me that it has really hit it - like in the bull's eyes, when it comes to the whole why Hannah decides to send cassette tapes to people. All in all, I marched on reading just to see how Clay will end up. It wasn't a wonderful read. But it was okay.