Category Archives: Nonfiction
The first day of eighth grade, I met a girl who liked the Beatles. She sang and played the piano and had a huge peace frog sticker on the back of her wheelchair. She was way too cool to be friends with me. One day I found myself standing in the lunch line next to her and we started talking about Obama and how we wished we could vote and how nice it was to finally meet another liberal. She said she had thought I was too cool to be friends with her. One year later, I found myself sharing a locker with her in high school.
Hey this is Anna, new phone number. So I was just ruminating… and I was thinking about how you said on awards night that I had changed your life. Continue reading
Wait, I already read that.
Don’t worry, you feel like that a lot when you’re reading that book.
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