Because I am still a little girl who believes in Santa and the tooth fairy and you.
Apologies mean nothing if you don't mean it.
And then a new screen, one I had never seen before, never even heard of popped up. It gave me a choice. I could become the new Lord of Darkness myself, or I could take a gamble and be reincarnated. I...
Write about the emotions you fear the most.
We fall into clans: Jocks, Country Clubbers, Idiot Savants, Cheerleaders, Human Waste, Eurotrash, Future Fascists of America, Big Hair Chix, the Marthas, Suffering Artists, Thespians, Goths, Shredders...
Trying to figure out what you want to do, who you want to be, is messy as hell; the best anyone can hope for is to figure out the next step.
They tied me back together, but they didn't use double knots. My insides are draining out of the fault lines in my skin, I can feel it, but every time I check the bandages, they're dry.
The taste of shame smellslike stubborn vomit in your hairlingering no matter how often you was itsometimes you have to shaveyourself baldand start again like a newly hatched chickleaving the faint rot...
The sentences build a fence around her, a Times Roman 10-point barricade, to keep the thorny voices in her head from getting too close.
The fat, pumpkin-colored moon rose, turning bloodstains into shadows. All of the colors of shirts and jackets and uniforms paled to the same shade of gray.
That feeling in your stomach when you hear him whispering off-key, down the hall. That way your heart trips and then hammers against your ribs when he sees you and he grins like a little kid at the to...
THE FIRST TEN LIES THEY TELL YOU IN HIGH SCHOOL1. We are here to help you.2. You will have enough time to get to your class before the bell rings.3. The dress code will be enforced.4. No smoking is al...
Stupido corpo. Che senso ha farmi crescere i peli e lasciare invece che i capelli cadano?
Sometimes being an adult means doing the right thing, even if it's not what you want.
Sometimes I think high school is one long hazing activity. If you're tough enough to survive this, they'll let you become an adult. I hope it's worth it.
Si sente urlare dal campo, bambine di nove anni che si caricano psicologicamente per vincere. Il calcio professionale per bambini è duro.
Shut your trap, button your lip, can it. All that crap you hear on TV about communication and expressing feelings is a lie.
She picked up her mighty pen and wrote another letter, this time to President Abraham Lincoln. America needed Thanksgiving, now more than ever. A holiday wouldn’t stop the war, but it could help bring...
Shards of glass slip down the wall and into the sink. IT pulls away from me, puzzled. I reach in and wrap my fingers around a triangle of glass. I hold it to Andy Evans's neck. He freezes. I push just...
Ninth grade is a minor inconvenience to him. A zit-cream commercial before the Feature Film of Life.