Grace Freemantle is in Year 11 with a hell of a lot going on. Something is growing inside of her and she knows it’s not a baby. It has claws, it’s expanding…it’s taking over. No one must know about it. She has to keep its presence, its possession of her, concealed. She pulls away from her friends. She refuses to speak, in case ‘The IT’ is heard. But she can’t contain it forever. Sooner or later something’s got to give…