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“We were on the ground. When did that happen? "No." No I did not like this. I was on the ground and he was on top of me. My lips mumble something about leaving, about a friend who needs me, about my parents worrying. I can hear my- self—I'm mumbling like a deranged drunk. His lips lock on mine and I can't say anything. I twist my head away. He is so heavy. There is a boulder on me. I open my mouth to breathe, to scream, and his hand covers it. In my head, my voice is as clear as a bell: "NO I DON'T WANT TO!" But I can't spit it out. I'm trying to remember how we got on the ground and where the moon went and wham! shirt up, shorts down, and the ground smells wet and dark and NO!—I'm not really here, I'm definitely back at Rachel's, crimping my hair and gluing on fake nails, and he smells like beer and mean and he hurts me hurts me hurts me and gets up and zips his jeans” (Anderson 135)

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“Were there always these vistas of rotting nineteenth-century houses, their sides shored up with balks of timber, their windows patched with cardboard and their roofs with corrugated iron, their crazy garden walls sagging in all directions? And the bombed sites where the plaster dust swirled in the air and the willow herb straggled over the heaps of rubble; and the places where the bombs had cleared a larger path and there had sprung up sordid colonies of wooden dwellings like chicken houses?” (Orwell 3).

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Zach Raley

“Dear Mr. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry” (Rowling 51).

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Holden is kicked out of Pencey “ on account I was flunking four subjects and not applying myself and all.They gave me frequent warnings to apply myself-especially around midterms when my parents had a conference with old Thrumer -but I didn’t go to it”(15 Salinger).

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- Neil Jennings
Jonas said ‘“I think it’s true,” he told the Chief Elder and the community. “I don't understand it yet. I don’t know what it is. But sometimes I see something. And maybe it’s beyond”’ (Lowry 80).

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“My closet is a good thing, a quite place that helps me holds these thoughts inside my head where no one can hear them” (Anderson 5).

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Bella B
“Paul was the one who’d taught Eleanor to say ‘Asian’ and not ‘oriental.’ ‘Oriental’s for food,’ he’d said. ‘Whatever, LaChoy boy,’ she’d said back” (53.)

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“May comb was an old town, but it was a tired old town what I first knew it” (Lee) - Charlie

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“‘About being called Piggy. I said I didn’t care as long as they didn’t call me Piggy; an’ I said not to tell and then you went an’ straight out—’… ‘Better Piggy than Fatty,’ [Ralph] said at last” (Golding 25).

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Spencer Hirschey

“With one sweep or my arm, I push her behind me. ‘I volunteer!’ I gasp. ‘I volunteer as a tribute!’”(Collins 22)

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“ For two  months,  Rowan  had  been  the  school  pariah—an  outcast  of  the highest  order.  Although  that  sort  of  thing  usually  ran  its  course  and diminished over time, it was not the case when it came to the gleaning of Kohl Whitlock.” (Page 43 Shusterman)

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“I’ve been telling you since you were small that you gotta make a place for yourself in this world.” (Page 49 Stone)

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“Simon would have regarded with impotent fury the disturbance between the North and the South, as it left his descendants stripped of everything but their land, yet the tradition of living on the land remained unbroken until well into the twentieth century” (Lee 4).

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Faber explains “Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There is nothing magical in them, at all. The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together in one garment for us” (Bradbury 79)

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Spencer Hirschey

“The shiny cars that roll down the wide paved streets, the oddly dressed people with bizarre hair and painted faces.” (Collins 59)

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Zach Raley

“He couldn’t kill that little boy. No one knows why, or how, but they're saying that when he couldn’t kill Harry Potter, Voldemort’s power somehow broke— and that’s why he’s gone.” (Rowling 12)

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Note/warning: Dehumanizing/anti-semitic language

A Nazi orator giving a speech on Hitler’s birthday, 1940, says, “‘We put an end to the disease that has been spread throughout Germany for the last twenty years, if not more!’ He was…warning the crowd to be watchful, to be vigilant, to seek out and destroy the evil machinations plotting to infect the motherland with its deplorable ways. ‘The immoral! The Kommunisten!...Die Juden—the Jews!’” (Zusak 110).

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Mason Zhang

“They are not perfect ovals—like the egg in the Columbus story, they are both crushed flat at the contact end—but their physical resemblance must be a source of perpetual confusion to the gulls that fly overhead. To the wingless, a more arresting phenomenon is their dissimilarity in every particular except shape and size”(Fitzgerald 5).

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“… but then the delight of a realized ambition. In the middle of the scar he grinned at the reversed fat boy. ‘No grownups!’” (Golding 8).

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“‘You are prepared to give your lives?’

‘Yes.’

‘You are prepared to commit murder?’

‘Yes.’

‘To commit acts of sabotage which may cause the death of hundreds of innocent people?’

‘Yes’” (Orwell 172).

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Spencer Hirschey

“staggers onto the stage, and falls into the third chair. He’s drunk. Very.”(Collins 19).

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“If you can learn a simple trick, Scout, you’ll get along better with all kinds of folks. You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view…until you climb the skin and walk around it.” (Lee 36)

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“I followed her into the closet and scooted beneath dress hems and pant legs, into darkness and wisps of dust and little dead moths, back where orchard mud and the moldy smell of peaches clung to T. Ray’s boots. I stuck my hands inside a pair of white high heels and clapped them together. The closet floor vibrated whenever someone climbed the stairs below it, which is how I knew T. Ray was coming. Over my head I heard my mother, pulling things from the hangers, the swish of clothes, wire clinking together” (Kidd 19).

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“‘I’ll give the conch to the next person to speak. He can hold it when he’s speaking’… ‘We’ll have rules!’ he cried excitedly. ‘Lots of rules!’”(Golding 33)