The stars whirled above us and the firecrackers blazed. The moon stood watch as drops of blood fell, careless seeds that sizzled in the snow.
The smoke shifted direction and I breathed in. Breathed out. On the inhale I was angry. On the exhale…there it was again. Fear. The fear made me angry and the anger made me afraid and I wasn’t sure wh...
The false innocenceyou render for themby censoring truthprotects only you.
Thanksgiving was in trouble. It needed…A SUPERHERO!No, not that kind.Thanksgiving needed a superhero, someone bold and brave and stubborn and smart.Thanksgiving needed Sarah Hale.Now, I know what you...
THE FIRST TEN LIES THEY TELL YOU IN HIGH SCHOOL 1. We are here to help you. 2. You will have time to get to your class before the bell rings. 3. The dress code will be enforced. 4. No smoking is allow...
Set foot on the campus and it changes you forever. It's...He paused like he was searching for the right word, something I'd never seen him do before.It's Nerdvana! he finally declared.
Precalculus was taught in dog whistle, a pitch too high to hear.
My earbuds were in, but I wasn't playing music. I needed to hear the world but didn't want the world to know I was listening.
My bed is sending out serious nap rays.
Keep home in your heart, where no one can steal it.
If I could turn into a wisp of smoke, I could slip into them and disappear.
I wish I were three feet tall and he could pick me up and he still had a beard and he wore cotton sweaters that felt soft on my cheek and I could cry it all away and I would wipe my tears on his shoul...
I want to make a memorial for our turkey. Never has a bird been so tortured to provide such a lousy dinner.
I have ten bucks in my pocket - what to spend it on? French fries - ten dollars' worth of french fries, ultimate fantasy.
I am thawing.
Dad: And that tree is sick. See how the branches on the left don't have any buds? I should call someone to take a look at it. Don't want it crashing into your room during a storm.Thanks, Dad. Like I'm...
Can't escape pain, kiddo. Battle through it and you get stronger.
Art without emotion is like chocolate cake without sugar. It makes you gag.
Why do you have such a crappy attitude about math?I don't. I have a crappy attitude about everything.
When I was a real girl, my mother fed me her glass dreams one spoonful at a time. Harvard. Yale. Princeton. Duke. Undergrad. Med school. Internship, residency, God. She'd brush my hair and braid it wi...