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The words Wow, you’re strong for your age almost come out of my mouth, but that doesn’t sound very polite.

A dark-haired woman in a long skirt strolled through the door. The little boy perched on her hip clutched a purple bear. Amanda tilted her head to see both the boy and the bear better. The boy squirmed, and his mother set him down on the floor while she went up to the counter.

He was a wonderful companion. The most charming fiddler I ever did see. But he got tired. He was ready to go.” I.

I wrote my first poem about a bunny. ‘Bunny, bunny, hop hop hop. White and soft like a little mop.

Truly being able to see the needs of others around you, that is a rare gift. Only when you embrace it will you start to learn who you are, and begin going after what you really want.

I sigh. I wonder if practicing in my head counts. I can easily picture myself doing a perfect routine. Somehow it comes out differently once gravity gets involved.

You never know what you’ll learn when you open one. And if it’s a story, you sort of fall into it. Then you live there for a while, instead of, you know, living here.

Then he lets out a surprisingly strong mustard-colored meow and settles back into his mother’s warmth. Who ever heard of a cat named Mustard? Impossible.

Do not forget, life is a dance between making things happen and letting things happen.

They crawled toward each other, and then with some unspoken understanding, both pushed off the floor with their hands and stood. Four parents and many bemused party guests watched as the two babies took their very first steps, crashed into each other, and fell to the floor laughing.

Mom promised me she’d only activate the tracker if I went missing, but when I stopped to buy gum after school last month, she texted me to get a quart of milk. Coincidence? I think not.

We’ll never have a true picture of reality; it just doesn’t exist. But I’m real, and you’re real, and those fiery balls of gas up there are real, and right now that’s all I need to know.

My father plowed under our fields to make the landing space for his helicopter. Jenna’s father thinks my father is lazy since he only flies three times a week and is back by dinnertime. My father thinks Jenna’s father should mind his own business.

The jewel in the crown.

I cross my arms. ‘Seriously? That’s the answer you’re going with? First quantum physics and now nowhere and everywhere?

She shakes her head. “No. Other people look. You see. Looking isn’t the same as seeing.” And with that completely bizarre statement, she gets up and leaves. My mouth falls open a little at the abruptness of it all.

What do you have against penguins?′ he asks. ‘They’re like really big birds in tuxedos. They’re always ready for a fancy dance.

But if I’m being totally honest, I wouldn’t be riding my bike to school at dusk, with nefarious deeds ahead, if that telegram hadn’t arrived last month. The goat came a little later.

Sounds painful, but the lady on the bottle is smiling.

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.

As I get older I’m starting to sense that being a grown-up isn’t nearly as much fun as children want to believe.

Okey – ” “Don’t say it.” “Dokey.

Well, I’m not as lucky as you to have this every day.

Whoa!” she says as I plow into her. ” What are you DOING? Get off me!” I hang on tight. “Can’t a girl just hug her big sister?” She stops fighting me. “Are you dying? Am I dying? Did Grandma die? I laugh. “No one died.” “Then get off!

When I was little, I used to run out into the rain and let the water run all over me. Then one day I saw lightning split a tree nearly in half. That pretty much took the joy out of prancing around in thunderstorms.

Mom said it’s too violent for me. I would argue, but after being terrified by a SpongeBob balloon, I’m pretty sure she’s right.

Most kids might not think that riding the bus to school is all that awesomesauce, but that’s only until your mom makes you go with her every morning and then lectures you about not using your magical powers the whole way to school and then picks you up and lectures you the whole way home.

The oversized chairs are white; the walls, covered with occasional landscape paintings, are white; and the plush carpet is the whitest of all. I’m insanely glad I didn’t bring a cup of grape juice with me.

Now that Connor’s gotten a job helping Tara’s uncle, an inventor, he gets to keep all of Mr. St. Claire’s old tools. I think our parents should focus less on me, and pay more attention to the fact that Connor has dismantled most of the electronic devices in our house, our old lawn mower, and basically any object that has more than one part.

Recent events lead me to believe the world is like that, too – people are the individual fragments, but we are also part of the whole mirror. We are connected, not only to one another but also to the fabric of the universe.

Lean back, tighten abs, keep arms locked, look for a place to land my hands.

Some days you control life; other days life controls you.” Philip.

Contrary to my previously held belief, hunger does NOT, in fact, sharpen the mind.

What do you think you’re doing?” she asks, hands on her hips. Her lips quiver a bit as she speaks, though, and I get the distinct impression she’s trying not to laugh. I sigh, used to being falsely accused of wrongdoing by my naturally suspicious parents. “I fell.” I attempt to shrug my shoulders, but they don’t move. “And now I’m stuck,” I add.

When the waitress comes, Leo orders pancakes with chocolate chips and strawberries, an omelet with sausage and peppers, French toast with powdered sugar and pecans, hot chocolate with whipped cream, orange juice, home fries, regular fries with gravy, and a bowl of chocolate pudding.

Life is short but it is wide.

I’ve learned that almost anyone will help if you ask for it.

Like all big mistakes, mine started with a goat.

At the end of the world will be bacteria, cockroaches, and Peeps.

You won’t get what you want, Rory Swenson, until you see what you need.

Men are wimps. Why do you think women have the babies?

There is a certain timelessness to closets.

Because that’s all life is, really, a string of moments that you knot together and carry with you.

Always keep your eyes open. Don’t block your own sunshine. Be filled with wonder.

If I can’t figure out why I’m here, then I’m just taking up space.

After all, they’d be busy for a while, they were Candymakers now, and they had a whole lotta candy to make.

I bet if you go through the rest of your life telling yourself, “I’m sparkling,” you’ll have a whole different energy and experience.

The people on the train with me don’t know it, but in my head I’m dancing.

Everyone thinks I named my cat Mango because of his orange eyes, but that’s not the case. I named him Mango because the sounds of his purrs and his wheezes and his meows are all various shades of yellow-orange.

When I was your age I knew nothing about the world or my place in it. I figured I’d be someone’s wife, then someone’s mother. It never occurred to me to be someone myself.

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