September 2011
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Dear Mr. Vernon
We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was that we did wrong, but we think you’re crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us in the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions, but what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a...
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“‘I’m glad I killed Rebecca.
I shall never have any remorse for that, never, never.
But you.
I can’t forget what it has done to you.
I was looking at you, thinking of nothing else all through lunch.
It’s gone forever, that funny, young, lost look that I loved.
It won’t come back again.
I killed that too, when I told you about Rebecca…
It’s gone, in...
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