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And it is everything I have longed for, and everything that breaks my heart.
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And I know what I told my father was true: let us taste the world, and we’ll do whatever it takes to shape it into our home.
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When you wake up, your face will be dry. But that doesn’t mean you didn’t cry.
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Be fearless. Write what you want. Write how you want. Create art.
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Dreams are like that: they go in and out of memories and scenes, but they're never real. They're never real, and I hate them because they aren't.
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I feel hollow inside, as if there’s a black hole where my heart was, as if I am caving in around myself.
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More than the sound of my own beating heart, I miss the sound of a ticking clock. Time passes, it must pass, but I have no more assurance of moving through time than I have that I am moving through space. In a way, I’m glad: this means perhaps 300 years and 364 days have passed, and tomorrow I will wake up. Sometimes after a cross-country meet or a long day at school, I’d fall into bed with all my clothes on and be out before I knew it. When I’d finally open my eyes, it would feel like I’d just shut them for a minute, but really, the whole rest of the day and half the night was gone. But. There were other times when I’d collapse onto my mattress, shut my eyes and dream, and it felt like I’d lived a whole lifetime in that dream, but when I woke up, it had only been a few minutes. What if only a year has gone by? What if we haven’t even left yet? That is my greatest fear.
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It was to apologize, and apologizing means he remembers what happened, and that means being trapped in a nightmare that’s already come true.
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Well, sometimes home is a person.
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As soon as the words slip past my lips, I wish I could grab them with my hands and crush them in my fists. But I can’t. The words are there.
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But...If my life on Earth must end, let it end with a promise. Let it end with hope.
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I may have spent the morning tracking down a lunatic thanks to a holographic image of my dad, hallucinated, and wound up in a potential terrorist’s office where I had a super weird conversation, but at least pastizzi are normal.
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I would use the same word to describe both my joy and the rain: torrential. This—this—this is all I ever wanted from the world: wide-open spaces and cooling rain and the chance to run.
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I just wish I could see myself in me.
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Family is never really gone.
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It's always in the rain...
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When I get to my room, the first thing I do is punch the button that operates the blind over the window. The room dims. Good. I want darkness.
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But sometimes I look at Phoebe and I think about how she had a bird inside her heart. On the outside, she’s just like everyone else, but I like to think that maybe she carries within her something magical and free.
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We fall into each other. All the other voices in my head--the fear, the doubt, the worry--are drowned out. I die at the end of each kiss and am brought gasping back to life at the beginning of the next. I close my eyes and the entire world fades away.
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You can burn fear away after every nightmare you've ever had comes true.
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Don't you see? Those monsters you've been so worried about. Not aliens. People. The monsters have always been people.
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A splatter of rain on my skin, but its bright and sunny under the blue sky and Jason's there, and we almost kiss but everything changes and were at that party where we met.
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I never thought about how important the sky was until I didn't have one.
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Holding Amy against me, I realize the simple truth is that power isn't control at all - power is strength, and giving that strength to others.
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