August 2010
On page 109 of 221 of Looking for Alaska, by John Green http://bit.ly/cyoKre
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Short Story Number One Hundred and Ninety Two
I remember when you looked at me and said that I made everything great, even if your head was dizzy or if the rain was pushing against your shoulders and destroying your hair. I remember when you looked at my big black coat when winter arrived. How you said that it was big and nice and how you wanted to climb in and let it hold us together. It would be our new home, you said.
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Short Story Number One Hundred and Ninety One
He was in class and he was bored, so he thought about his heart and imagined how it grew bigger every time he fell fell in love. He thought about his lungs, and how they would sigh and roll their eyes at his heart. ‘Not again,’ the lungs would say to each other. ‘Doesn’t this heart ever learn anything?’ But his heart would ignore them and know that this time he...
“We were holding each others hands, crushing them to bits.”
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Short Story Number One Hundred and Ninety
I look up and I see the clouds moving softly and I wish that I was one of them. I wish that I could travel around with nothing in my way and I would be safe up there and no one could talk to me and I could feel nothing and I would never have to speak to anyone ever again. This would be my favourite vacation. This would be my favourite life. The clouds would be my best friends.
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Short Story Number One Hundred and Eighty Nine
We were in bed, trying to sleep, and I could feel you shoulder and it felt hard and tough. Lights from the cars outside were crawling all over our ceiling, making pretty patterns. ‘I want to change,’ you say. ‘I want to change and become something new.’ I didn’t know what to say to that. I liked you the way you were. ‘You are what I need,’ I say....
“Have you ever noticed that idiots have a lot of friends? It’s just an...”
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Short Story Number One Hundred and Eighty Eight
I think about how you turned up in class and how your face was upset and scared. I wanted to hold you then, more than ever, but we had only just started together. And I was shy. And I was stupid. So all I did was look at you until you felt me. Until my eyes caught onto you, like fingers in hair. I stared and stared. Eventually you looked up. And I was like a bruise on your skin. And then you...
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Short Story Number One Hundred and Eighty Seven
At the end of today he was going to go on a voyage. He had always wanted to leave his town and leave his sister and leave his dog and go somewhere that was different. Something in his heart and in his brain and in his legs had told him, everyday, that he had to leave. That the voyage was waiting. And that the voyage was losing patience and was going to let someone else have a go if he...
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I read most of How I Live Now a few years ago and I really enjoyed it. I found the beginning and middle really exciting but as it got towards the end I found it kind of boring to read. I don't know the ending as I didn't finish it so it may've got more exciting at the end. I hope you enjoy it. What do you think of the Noughts and Crosses trilogy?
I read most of How I Live Now a few years ago and I really enjoyed it. I found the beginning and middle really exciting but as it got towards the end I found it kind of boring to read. I don't know the ending as I didn't finish it so it may've got more exciting at the end. I hope you enjoy it. What do you think of the Noughts and Crosses trilogy?
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Short Story Number One Hundred and Eighty Six
I saw you standing outside my house, and you had your novel in your hands and your bones were looking scared. I was ready but I just wanted to watch you. I wanted to watch how you kept messing around with your hair and how you kept shuffling from one foot to the other. It was hot. And you were burning. So I opened my bedroom window and waved at you. I shouted hello. You looked up and your scared...
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