This is not our fight', the old man said. 'British or American, that is not the choice. You must choose your own side, find your road through the valley of darkness that will lead you to the river Jordan. . . Look hard for your river Jordan, my child. You'll find it.

I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don't want to die. I want to eat like a normal person eats, but I need to see my bones or I will hate myself even more and I might cut my heart out or take every pill that was ever made.

I am super proud of being an American, but we fail our veterans every day.

IT happened. There is no avoiding it, no forgetting. No running away, or flying, or burying, or hiding.

I’m the girl who trips on the dance floor and can’t find her way to the exit. All eyes on me.

Homework is not an option. My bed is sending out serious nap rays. I can't help myself. The fluffy pillows and warm comforter are more powerful than I am. I have no choice but to snuggle under the covers.

Nicole can do anything that involves a ball and whistle.