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Do they choose to be so dense? Were they born that way? I have no friends. I have nothing. I say nothing. I am nothing. — Laurie Halse Anderson

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I just want to sleep. The whole point of not talking about it, of silencing the memory, is to make it go away. It won't. I'll need brain surgery to cut it out of my head. — Laurie Halse Anderson

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You can't speak up for your right to be silent. That's letting the bad guys win. — Laurie Halse Anderson

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It doesn't hurt. Nothing hurts except the small smiles and blushes that flash across the room like tiny sparrows. — Laurie Halse Anderson

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I have survived. I am here. — Laurie Halse Anderson

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Mr. Freeman: You are getting better at this, but it's not good enough. This looks like a tree,but it is an average, ordinary, everyday, boring tree. Breathe life into it. Make it bend - trees are flexible, so they don't snap. Scar it, give it a twisted branch - perfect trees don't exist. Nothing is perfect. Flaws are interesting. Be the tree. — Laurie Halse Anderson

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Don't expect to make a difference unless you speak up for yourself. — Laurie Halse Anderson

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It is my first morning of high school. I have seven new notebooks, a skirt I hate, and a stomachache. — Laurie Halse Anderson

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Shards of glass slip down the wall and into the sink. IT pulls away from me, puzzled. I reach in and wrap my fingers around a triangle of glass. I hold it to Andy Evans's neck. He freezes. I push just hard enough to raise one drop of blood. He raises his arms over his head. My hand quivers. I want to insert the glass all the way through his throat, I want to hear him scream. I look up. I see the stubble on his chin, a fleck of white in the corner of his mouth. His lips are paralyzed. He cannot speak. That's good enough.
Me: I said no. — Laurie Halse Anderson