Quote from Ashes-pg. 39Don't let the hardness of the world steal the softness of your heart. The greatest strength of all is daring to love.
She wants to hear all about our day, how long I’ve lived in town, and asks little sideways questions about my parents, so she can figure out if I’m the kind of friend she wants for her daughter. I don...
If I weren't so tired, I'd shove trust and issue down the garbage disposal and let it run all day.
It was a prom dress.It was pink.It was originally seventy percent off,but Ma got it down to eighty-five percent off by screaming My water broke! while we were checking out
Tell me this is a nightmare
It's a shame we can't just admit that we failed family living, sell the house, split up the money, and get on with our lives.
It's amazing any thing survives.
Mr. Neck writes on the board again: DEBATE: America should have closed her borders in 1900. That strikes a nerve. Several nerves. I can see kids counting backward on their fingers, trying to figure wh...
I don’t know what I’m doing in the next five minutes and she has the next ten years figured out. I’ll worry about making it out of ninth grade alive. Then I’ll think about a career path.
This is how terrorists get started, this kind of harmless fun.
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.
We are studying American history for the ninth time in nine years.
Welcome to the only class that will teach you how to survive. Welcome to art. This is where you find your true self, if you dare(16).
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...
A member of the Archery Club tries to say that we are all foreigners and we should give the country back to the Native Americans, but she's buried under disagreement.
I am thawing.
My English teacher has no face. She has uncombed stringy hair that droops on her shoulders. The hair is black from her part to her ears and then neon orange to the frizzy ends. I can't decide if she h...
Thoughts hidden there? If she can, what will she do? Call the cops? Send me to the nuthouse? Do I want her to? I just want to sleep. The whole point of not talking about it, of silencing the memory, i...
Over them,
The only thing that helped me breathe was opening a book
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