The Perks of Being a Wallflower

by Stephen Chbosky

Then, he put his arm on my shoulder and told me to get it out of my system before Dad came home.

I wish I knew. It might make me miss him more clearly.

My dad said, “There are other people who have it a lot worse.” And my mom was quiet. And that was that.

Nobody would tell me what happened then even though I always wanted to know.

Now, she acts a lot dumber in the hallways, especially when boys are around. And I think it’s sad because Susan doesn’t look as happy.

I have finished To Kill a Mockingbird. It is now my favorite book of all time, but then again, I always think that until I read another book.

I guess he stood up to his bully. And I guess that makes sense.

And when the boy left, my dad said that this boy was becoming a fine young man who could carry himself. And my mom was quiet.

So, what’s the point of using words nobody else knows or can say comfortably?

“How about your favorite book?” “This Side of Paradise by F. Scott Fitzgerald.” “Why?” “Because it was the last one I read.”

In the hallways, I see the girls wearing the guys’ jackets, and I think about the idea of property. And I wonder if anyone is really happy.

“Do you always think this much, Charlie?” “Is that bad?” I just wanted someone to tell me the truth.

“Charlie, we accept the love we think we deserve.” I just stood there, quiet. Bill patted my shoulder and gave me a new book to read. He told me everything was going to be okay.

My sister was crying. My mom was very very quiet. My dad did all the talking.

The boy’s mother was very very angry and screamed at her son. The boy’s father kept quiet.

“He raped her, didn’t he?” She just nodded. I couldn’t tell if she was sad or just knew more things than me.

I think I would have gotten even madder if I started hitting Dave, and his girl stopped me because she loved him.

“I feel infinite.”

Bob nodded his head. Patrick then said something I don’t think I’ll ever forget. “He’s a wallflower.”

And in that moment, I swear we were infinite. Love always, Charlie

No matter what Patrick did, Brad kept crying. Brad wouldn’t even let Patrick hold him, which seems rather sad to me because if I have sex with someone, I would want to hold them.

Patrick just said that he wasn’t sad because at least now, Brad doesn’t have to get drunk or stoned to make love.

I am really in love with Sam, and it hurts very much.

Anyway, what the scientists found out was that the rat or mouse would put up with a lot more voltage for the pleasure. Even more than for the food. I don’t know the significance of this, but I find it very interesting.

Maybe these are my glory days, and I’m not even realizing it

First, I am very interested and fascinated by how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other.

I don’t know if it’s better to be close with your daughter or make sure that she has a better life than you do.

And I think they knew. Not anything specific really. They just knew. And I think that’s all you can ever ask from a friend.

I don’t think we should base so much on weight, muscles, and a good hair day, but when it happens, it’s nice. It really is.

I think I thought about this present from the first time I really saw her. Not met her or saw her but the first time I really saw her if you know what I mean.

Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms.

“I want to make sure that the first person you kiss loves you. Okay?”

I’m really glad that Christmas and my birthday are soon because that means they will be over soon because I can already feel myself going to a bad place I used to go.

I just wanted to know what to buy my dad because I love him. And I don’t know him.

Then again, maybe my whole family has been high, and we just don’t tell each other these things.

“But there’s another difference between you and her. You see… Kelly believes in women’s rights so much that she would never let a guy hit her. I guess I can’t say that about you.” I swear to God, we almost died.

I laid down on his old bed, and I looked through the window at this tree that was probably a lot shorter when my dad looked at it. And I could feel what he felt on the night when he realized that if he didn’t leave, it would never be his life. It would be theirs.

He asked if we were okay. My brother and sister said no. I said yes. The policeman just made a mistake.

I guess what I’m saying is that this all feels very familiar. But it’s not mine to be familiar about.

And you know that if you looked at these facts when you were happy, you would feel great because you are describing “unity.”

I feel like a big faker because I’ve been putting my life back together, and nobody knows.

The trance happens when you don’t focus on anything, and the whole big picture swallows and moves around you.

It doesn’t work a lot, but I think it’s very important to try.

Being punished for something you did not do. Or being an innocent victim. It’s just something that I never want to experience.

So, he told me to go watch television with my sister, which I did, but she told me to go help my mother in the kitchen, which I did, but then she told me to go read in my room. Which I did.

I wanted Sam to be jealous.

The woman who picked up the other end of the phone was named Michelle. And I told Michelle that I was a kid and did not need an exercise machine, but I hoped she was having a good night. That’s when Michelle hung up on me. And I didn’t mind a bit.

I don’t really want to be exposed to all these great things if it means that I’ll have to hear Mary Elizabeth talk about all the great things she exposed me to all the time.

I just kind of put my feelings away somewhere after that.

“Kiss the prettiest girl in the room on the lips.” That’s when I chose to be honest. In retrospect, I probably could not have picked a worse time.