Its so daunting to walk into a classroom or a school auditorium. Its like the worlds weirdest blind date. I know all the students are thinking, Who is this tool standing up in front of us?

She knew what it was to wait for someone who would never come home. She knew that grief, like a scar, faded but never really went away.

The dull pain of truth weights my soul, pulling it under. I am left hopelessly awake.

Oh, I didn't think it wise to hide it. Might not be able to find it again," I say, cheerily. "It's sitting in plain view on your chair in the great hall. I do hope that was the best place for it.

But sons are a different matter to a man. More a duty than an indulgence.

Goodbye," I whisper at last, when it no longer matters and there is no one to hear it but the window.

I knew it. You’re an alien,” said her former best friend, the pale, bespectacled creature with the spectacular cleavage. “Yes, I’m an alien and I still made cheerleader. And now I’m going to steal your boyfriend to prove girls can’t really be friends.” “I sat back timidly when you torched my house, killed my parents, and ate my dog. But now you’re stealing my boyfriend? That’s a step too far!