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Stanley Yelnats was the only passenger on the bus, not counting the driver or the guard. The guard sat next to the driver with his seat turned around facing Stanley. A rifle lay across his lap.

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My minds racing, how did I get to this point, what lead up to it what do I have to do I cant keep running away from my problems. No matter how big they are the only way to overcome them is not to be afraid of them to face them to work with them to be with them, so that's what I'm gunna do.

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dancing at the PITY PARTY ( a dead mom graphic memoir ) 

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dancing at the PITY PARTY ( a dead mom graphic memoir ) 

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Tyler Feder had just white-knuckled her way through her first year of college when her super cool mom was diagnosed with late -stage cancer

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"The art of war is of vital importance to the State. 2. It is a matter of life and death, a road either to safety or to ruin."

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"The art of war is of vital importance to the State. 2. It is a matter of life and death, a road either to safety or to ruin."

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in the predawn darkness of august 26, 1929.

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At the top of the key, i'm moving and grooving popping and rocking why you bumping why you locking man, take this thumping.

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¨All right,say ¨AH¨
Ahhh...
uh-huh your jaw is fine
Sorry. I cant see you off...
...but good luck in the future, okay?
Al right! thank you!
oh, right... shinobu!
Ive got one more thing to ask before i leave.
what is it?¨

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We've been here for two days now and It isn't getting any better. All of the men are jottery in this place.

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"I ended up going to bed at night, curled up on my side of the room, eventually falling asleep

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It seems there should be some sort of introduction to this. Here is a re-creation of a drawing I made when I was five:

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As I sit here with one foot on either side of the ledge, looking down from twelve stories above the streets of boston, i cant help but think about suicide. Not my own. I like my life enough to want to see it through. im focused more on other people, and how they ultimately come to the decision to just end their own lives. do they regret it?

- Nafisa

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If only i could break the glass separating me and Man

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"Christmas won't be christmas this year without presents, grumbled Jo"

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its when X, The worlds one and only super hero starts to pull of his mask that sytira realizes that they all are going to die anyway.

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its when X, The worlds one and only super hero starts to pull of his mask that sytira realizes that they all are going to die anyway.

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¨I'VE READ MANY more books than you.It doesn't matter how many you´ve read.I've read more.Believe me.I've had the time.

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LOG SEPTEMBER 27 2027
I have gotten an email about some sort of student transfer since there wasn't any space for lodging. As I read the location of my new school I get an eerie feeling in my gut. Eh maybe it was cause I was hungry. My day so far how been normal besides the transfer and how my college professor or the Irian College principle seems to be avoiding.

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the princess i was born a little book-mad.
i could be found stroking the spines of my book.
while i sat locked alone inside my tower bedroom.
all the while, i hoped my books would spill their exquisite words.

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"I might have to kill somebody tonight. It could be someone I know. It could be a stranger. It could be somebody who's never battled before. It could be somebody who's a pro at it. It

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“I have three simple wishes. They’re really not too much to ask.
The first is to attend the winter formal dressed like Marie Antoinette. I want a wig so elaborate it could cage a bird and a dress so wide I’ll only be able to enter the dance through a set of double doors. But I’ll hold my skirts high as I arrive to reveal a pair of platform combat boots, so everyone can see that, underneath the frills, I’m punk-rock tough." - Liz Asitimbay

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"Death-Cast is calling with the warning of a lifetime---I'm going to die today. Forget that, "warning" is too strong a word since warnings suggest something can be avoided, like a car honking at someone who's crossing the street when it isn't their light, giving them the chance to step back; this is more of a heads-up."

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"to live is the most rarest thing in the world.
Most people exist that's all"
-oscar wilde

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Imagine you can't google the answers because-well, Google hasn't been invented yet. You have two choices. You can sit there on your couch, swallow you curiosity like a bitter pill, and live with not knowing. Or, you can get you parents to drive you to the library. Fingers crossed, the answers you need are somewhere in the pages of a book that's somewhere on their bookshelves. But wait a minute. What if you parents don't know how to get to the library? You'll have to consult to a paper map. Its hard to believe, but that was life without google.
GK

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¨I never believed the phenomenon people referred to as the ¨Light at the end of the tunnel¨

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" late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided i was depressed, presumably because i rarely left the house,spent quite a lot of time in bed, read the same book over and over, ate infrequently, and devoted a quite bit of my abundant free time to think about death"

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i trace the outline of my sisters drawing, lungs molded from a sea of flowers. petals burst out from every edge of the twin ovals, deep whites, even heather blues, but some- how each one has a uniqueness, a vibrancy that feels like it'll bloom forever.

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"Time runs my life. A constant measuring of what's gone and what's to come. Jamal's hundred-meter dash is a blazing 10.06 seconds. That's how my older brother got this monumental interview. I'm not thinking about Jamal's record, though. I'm thinking about Daddy's time. Seven years-- 2,532 days served, to be exact."

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Not for the first time, an argument has broken out at number four.