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Only when the tip of the knife started to shave against the white of his eye like a scalpel about to piece a boil, did I realise I was the one holding it.
Or, rather, controlling it.
It has been sixty-four years since the president and the consortium identified love as a disease, and forty-three since the scientists perfected a cure.
Slyt. Slyt.Sliding metal cut through the still night, spiraling ribbons of hair into the sink.
The year 2020 was one long, terrifying nightmare.
I'm worried about my Aunt Caroline.
Irene wrote: "Slyt. Slyt.Sliding metal cut through the still night, spiraling ribbons of hair into the sink.
"Great first line!
[Let the Sky Fall by Shannon Messenger]"I'm lucky to be alive. At least, that's what everyone keeps telling me"
The Healer's name was Fords Deep Waters.
Here is everything I know about France: Madeline and Amelie and Moulin Rouge. The Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triomphe, although I have no idea what the function of either actually is.
On the day Liz Emerson tries to die, they had reviewed Newton’s laws of motion in physics class. Then, after school, she put them into practice by running her Mercedes off the road.
"In the dream, there’s sorrow. I feel it over everything else, a terrible grief that chokes me, blurs my sight, weighs down my feet as I move through the tall grass. "
There's a big difference between death threats and love letters-even if the person writing the death threats still claims to actually love you.
We run, with water in our shoes and the smell of the ocean clung to our frozen skin.
"CHARLIE STRONG LIKED HIS CUSTOMERS—YOU DON’T RUN a pub for twenty-one years if you don’t like your customers—but there was something about the quiet in the morning that pleased him to no end."
"THE LOCAL COPS kept staring at me. I couldn’t decide if it was the plaid miniskirt in subarctic temperatures, or the fact that they’d never seen anyone talk to the dead before."
If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth.
Johanna wrote: "If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had..."what book is that?
It's The Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger (:
I was thirteen when my dad caught me with Tommy Webber in the back of Tommy’s Buick, parked next to the old Chart House down in Montara at eleven o’clock on a Tuesday night. Tommy was seventeen and the supposed friend of my brother, Darren.
I didn’t love him.
I PACE IN our cell in Erudite headquarters, her words echoing in my mind: My name will be Edith Prior, and there is much I am happy to forget.
Rachel wrote: "On the day Liz Emerson tries to die, they had reviewed Newton’s laws of motion in physics class. Then, after school, she put them into practice by running h..."
This was actually funny! Haha
Imagine four years.
Four years, two suicides, one death, one rape, two pregnancies (one abortion), three overdoses, countless drunken antics, pantsings, spiled food, theft, fights, broken limbs, turf wars—every day, a turf war—six months until graduation and no one gets a medal when they get out. But everything you do here counts.
Wow! That's a lot of serious stuff for just four years!
Addie: Meet me at my house later. If I’m not already dead.
Mei wrote: "Rachel wrote: "On the day Liz Emerson tries to die, they had reviewed Newton’s laws of motion in physics class. Then, after school, she put them into practi..."
I know right!? But its kind of depressing at the same time...
I'm the one left behind. I'm the one to tell the tale. I knew them both, knew how they lived and how they died. It didn't happen long ago. I'm young, like them. Like them.
Let me tell you something straight off. This is a love story, but not like any you've heard. The boy and the girl are far from innocent. Dear lives are lost. And good doesn't win. In some places, there is something ultimately good about endings. In Neverland, that is not the case.
Leaving the restaurant at just after three thirty, Juliet watched her client grin tipsily at her from the back of a cab before crossing Piccadilly to Albermarle Street for the office. I'll be there for you by Louise Candlish
Cassey wrote: "Let me tell you something straight off. This is a love story, but not like any you've heard. The boy and the girl are far from innocent. Dear lives are lost. And goo..."
I loved this book!! :)
Cassey wrote: "Let me tell you something straight off. This is a love story, but not like any you've heard. The boy and the girl are far from innocent. Dear lives are lost. And goo..."
My all-time FAVORITE book! :)
Late in the winter of my 17th year my mother decided I was depressed.
Mei wrote: "Cassey wrote: "Let me tell you something straight off. This is a love story, but not like any you've heard. The boy and the girl are far from innocent. Dear lives ar..."
It was sooooo amazing! Such a pleasant surprise.
Happy reading @Cassey! I hope you like it just as much. :)
Rachel wrote: "Mei wrote: "Cassey wrote: "Let me tell you something straight off. This is a love story, but not like any you've heard. The boy and the girl are far from innocent. D..."
@Rachel, @Mei:
Actually, this is my second time reading this book. I am so happy that you guys loved it as much as I do!
My earliest memories are a confusion of hilly fields and dark, damp stables, and rats that scampered along the beams above my head. But I remember well enough the horse sale. The terror of it stayed it with me all my life.
Dad and I leave town in the early dark. It’s the second Sunday of the holidays, and we pack up the old blue car with enough clothes for summer and hit the road.
I first discovered I was trash three days before my ninth birthday - one year after my father lost his job and moved to Secaucus to live with a women named Crystal and four years before my mother had the car accident, started taking pills, and began exclusively wearing bedroom slippers instead of normal shoes.
Was it a full moon? Because it seemed like crazy hit town and we got flooded.
This is the story of a boy who used to be a wolf and a girl who was becoming one.
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"Somehow I think I always knew I'd get arrested. I just never expected it to happen during Home Ec."
He began his new life standing up, surrounded by cold darkness and stale, dusty air.
Courtney Lives On wrote: "This is the story of a boy who used to be a wolf and a girl who was becoming one."
Oh my god, I love this series soo much. All time favourite series! Just this line alone makes me want to cry...
The door slid open, and Clarke knew it was time to die.
The door shut with a soft click and Romy breathed a sigh of relief. She allowed her eyes to adjust to the dark room.
Marin wanted to teach me the East Coast Swing. It was pretty much her only goal in life.
Sydney
I just punched a girl in the face. Not just any girl. My best friend. My roommate.
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