Attention from a cute boy – you could power the world with it.
She was looking right at me, shaking her head, and I told myself she was wrong, so wrong, even as she spoke. “You’re a goner.
People will tell you what they want you to know.
You first learn truth, once it’s with you, it never really goes away.
This made me smile, reminding me of how much I really liked my brother. Despite our differences, we did have a history. No one understood where I was coming from the way he did.
Live day by day.
But idols fall, and sometimes they land right on you and leave you flattened.
I’d said I didn’t always tell the truth, that I didn’t handle conflict well, that anger scared me, that I was used to people just disappearing when they were mad.
Each time I thought I’d felt all I could for him, there was more.
For some reason, blame is often directed toward me. I have to be vigilant.
I never expected anything from anyone. Which was not the same thing as not wanting, ever, to be surprised.
She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived.
I had no idea how anyone would describe me, or what would come to mind at the sound of my name.
In a perfect wedding- or world- you wanted the best possible beginning. Start in a high note and, no matter what song follows, chances are just better that it will be music to your ears.
All I could think was that here, finally, for once, I wasn’t only watching and reporting but part of this moving, changing world as well.
I’d gotten so used to being known as the girl whose dad died, I sometimes forgot that I’d had a life before that.
It was one thing to let these thoughts haunt the dark spaces of my mind, but another entirely to put them into the light, making them real.
I want you to give her a possibility. And that’s what a key represents. An open door, a chance.
What must it be like to be so genuine, so fragile, your entire world of thoughts so easy to read on your face? I couldn’t even imagine.
And in that moment, if only for that moment, we were right where we were supposed to be.