Chat with Chels

Holden enjoys exaggerating the truth, like on page17 when he is telling the story of Ossenburger and Edgar Marsalla. As he explains Marsalla fart he exaggerates by saying “He damn near blew the roof off.” He also exaggerates when he is talking about Ossenburgers speech. “He was telling us about what a swell guy he [...]

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Every night before I go to sleep we try to talk. I feel like only half of me is here without him. Im a puzzle missing its pieces. Hes the one I go to when nothing else makes sense. Thanksgiving seems like it’s a decade away and everyday that passes I feel like im losing [...]

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It finally happened. After years of waiting, and watching my siblings and family members go through it. It finally happened. When I woke up that morning I expected to feel something. I expected to feel different. Older, or smarter or more mature, and I did. As the day went on I felt older and older [...]

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The warm white sheets that embrace me when I lay down. The big pillow that my head sinks into, the dark red blanket that covers me. Every morning I lay here, wondering when I’ll actually attempt to roll out of bed. The pink and orange sun slowing rises into the dark gray sky. My body [...]

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I woke up to my dad sitting on my forest green bed. The rising sun broke through my window and slowly lit up my room. My dad was still in his pajamas. His face was unusually pale and his blue eyes were looking down at his fidgeting hands. I was only ten but I knew [...]

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The gray old house by the park is known to be haunted. Everytime someone passes by it they break into a sprint until they reach the a safe place. Everything around it seems to be old and dead the gras is brownish green and it scratches your legs as you run through it. There is [...]

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The fog oozed in like toothpaste escaping from the tube.
Smokey black
Black like burnt cookies
Black like sharpie
Black like the sky in Pali
Black like my desk
Black like uncertainty
Black like a silhouette
Black like a teddy bears eyes
Black like coffee
Black like squid ink
When I ran into her I could see her mascara running down her face. Her cheeks were [...]

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Since January I have known. I remember exactly where I was when he told me he was going to boarding school. I was at lunch in Westwood and the moment I heard it, I felt like throwing up. I couldn’t believe that my best friend was leaving, but I acted like I didn’t care and [...]

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It was about 7 pm on a peaceful gray day in Marthas vineyard. Kristina and I decided to go for a jog along the beach. The air still smelled like the rain from that morning and the dark gray skies started to rumble with every step we took. We jogged slowly, watching the dark blue-gray [...]

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