The stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking didn't make her skinny, it made her cry.

I wish America would stop judging and criticizing teens and instead, try to understand the battles they have to fight every day.

None of [the books are] worth reading. There are no fairy tales, no faerie tails, no sword-swinging princesses or lightning-throwing gods.

Death is funny, when you think about it. Everybody does it, but nobody knows how, exactly how.

I stand in the center aisle of the auditorium, a wounded zebra in a National Geographic special, looking for someone, anyone to sit next to. A predator approaches: gray jock buzz cut, whistle around a neck thicker than his head. Probably a social studies teacher, hired to coach a blood sport.

Think about love, or hate, or joy, or pain- whatever makes you feel something, makes your palms sweat, or your toes curl. Focus on that feeling. When people don't express themselves, they die on piece at a time.

Write about the emotions you fear the most.