Hey, it's Hannah. Hannah Baker. There's not a simple explanation For the things that I feel That's right. Don't adjust your whatever device you're hearing this on. There's no one word To tell you why I do the things It's me, live and in stereo. No return engagements, no encore, and this time, absolutely no requests. Get a snack. Settle in. Because I'm about to tell you the story of my life. I can't love you I'm too scared to It's not a trick that's up my sleeve It's just the heart inside me and I spend so much time fighting for a real life.

The rules here are pretty simple. There are only two. Rule number one: you listen. Number two: you pass it on. Hopefully, neither one will be easy. It's not supposed to be easy, or I would have emailed you an MP3. When you're done listening to all 13 sides, because there are 13 sides to every story rewind the tapes, put them back in the box, and pass them on to the next person. Why the hell am I on this? Oh, and the box of tapes should have included a map. I'll be mentioning several spots around our beloved city. I can't force you to visit them, but if you'd like a little more insight, head for the stars. Or, you know, just throw the map away and I'll never know or will I? You see, in case you're tempted to break the rules, understand I did make a copy of these tapes, and I left them with a trusted individual who, if this package doesn't make it through all of you, will release those copies in a very public manner. This was not a spur of the moment decision. Do not take me for granted. Not again.

So this , the first tape is about him. Welcome to your tape Justin foley. Okay. What are you doing? Wait, wait, wait, wait, I have to get this. - I'm wearing a skirt. Hang on, hang on. - [mocking.] I'm wearing a skirt! I got this. Let me just And I'm scared because I don't know how to fly. But you're there at the bottom of the slide to catch me when I fall. Okay, okay. One, two, three. - Ah! [giggles.] - [phone camera clicks.] - You good? - Yeah. And that's all that happened. We kissed. Why? Did you hear something else? [heavy breathing.] Nope. We just kissed. Sorry to disappoint you, but I guess now we're even. Sort of. [car approaching.] - [engine shuts off.] - [car door opens, shuts.] Hey, Clay. Hey, Tony. You okay? Yeah, fine. Is that my Walkman? Uh Yeah, I was gonna ask It's no sweat. Just be careful listening while you ride, though. You don't want to hurt yourself. Again. You're right. Thanks. Eisenhower Park. That must mean you're about ready for side two. Night, Clay. Take care of yourself. [Hannah.] See, I've heard so many stories about me now that I don't know which one is the most popular. But I do know which is the least popular. The truth. See, the truth isn't always the most exciting version of things, or the best or the worst. It's somewhere in between. But it deserves to be heard and remembered. The truth will out, like someone said once. It remains. So, thank you, Justin. Sincerely. My very first kiss was wonderful.

I'm not angry you betrayed me. I'm angry that I trusted you in the first place. I know you probably didn't mean to let me down. In fact, most of you listening probably had no idea what you were truly doing, but you'll find out. Talking like we used to do It was always me and you Shaping up and shipping out Check me in and check me out Hold on, darling This body is yours - This body is yours and mine - [bell rings.]

When routine bites hard And ambitions are low And resentment rides high But emotions won't grow And we're changing our ways Taking different roads Love, love will tear us apart again Love, love will tear us apart again Why is the bedroom so cold? Turned away on your side Is my timing that flawed? Our respect run so dry? Yet there's still this appeal That we've kept through our lives But love Love will tear us apart again Love, love will tear us apart again ...

So glad you're still listening. Are you having fun? You must be wondering who's next, and why. Is it you? What did you do? How did you end up on these tapes? Maybe you did something cruel. Or maybe you just watched it happen. Maybe you didn't even realize you were being cruel. Maybe you didn't do anything at all. And maybe you should have. Too late. I think you know exactly what you did. And after these tapes, you'll never forget it. I know I won't. Oh, and, uh, by the way I'm still dead.