The thing about leaving something behind for the last time is that you rarely realize you're doing it.

I blend in the backgroud. when I arive for lunch my friends are surprised i'm not already there.

Some choices are forever....Just because people aren't in our lives anymore, doesn't mean they stop thinking about us and vice versa.

Its a very good book and i wish i read it first than anyone else!!!!

So we stand there, part of a crowd a thousand people strong, beaming up at the sky with wonder. I knew with a sudden certainty that wherever I am in the future - up in my treehouse, alone in the school cafeteria, or trying to figure out what my teachers are talking about, a part of me will always be right here, right now, wish that giant eye in the sky shining down on me, telling me it's going to be alright.

Just as I suspected, my room does look different, post-eclipse. It looks smalled, like it can't contain me anymore. After all, I've got a whole new world to see.

Nothing nice you ever do for anyone is for no reason.