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Do You Enjoy Holidays With Your Family? I Don't Mean Your Mom And Dad Family, But Your Uncle And Aunt And Cousin Family? Personally, I Do. There Are Several Reasons For This. First, I Am Very Interested And Fascinated By How Everyone Loves Each Other, But No One Really Likes Each Other. Second, The Fights Are Always The Same.

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Do You Enjoy Holidays

Stephen Chbosky

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Do You Enjoy Holidays With Your Family? I Don't Mean Your Mom And Dad Family, But Your Uncle And Aunt And Cousin Family? Personally, I Do. There Are Several Reasons For This. First, I Am Very Interested And Fascinated By How Everyone Loves Each Other, But No One Really Likes Each Other. Second, The Fights Are Always The Same.

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Sam Has Brown Hair And Very, Very Pretty Green Eyes. The Kind Of Green That Doesn't Make A Big Deal About Itself.

It's Strange The Times People Choose To Be Generous.

I Walked Over To The Hill Where We Used To Go And Sled. There Were A Lot Of Little Kids There. I Watched Them Flying. Doing Jumps And Having Races. And I Thought That All Those Little Kids Are Going To Grow Up Someday. And All Of Those Little Kids Are Going To Do The Things That We Do. And They Will All Kiss Someone Someday. But For Now, Sledding Is Enough. I Think It Would Be Great If Sledding Were Always Enough, But It Isn't.

As I Was Walking Up The Stairs To Dad's Old Room, And I Was Looking At The Photographs, I Started Thinking That There Was A Time When These Weren't Memories. That Someone Actually Took The Photograph, And The People In The Photograph Had Just Eaten Lunch Or Something.

I Love My Mom. And This Time, I Told Her I Loved Her. And She Told Me She Loved Me, Too. And Things Were Okay For A Little While.

I Just Think It's Bad When A Boy Looks At A Girl And Thinks That The Way He Sees Her Is Better Than She Actually Is. And I Think It's Bad When The Most Honest Way A Boy Can Look At A Girl Is Through A Camera.

So I Started Shoveling Bob's Driveway, Which Is A Strange Thing To Do At A New Years Eve Party

It's Okay To Feel Things. And Be Who You Are About Them.

Enjoy It. Because It's Happening.

Susan Was Very Fun To Be Around. She Liked Movies, And Her Brother Frank Made Her Tapes Of This Great Music That She Shared With Us. But Over The Summer She Had Her Braces Taken Off, And She Got A Little Taller And Prettier And Grew Breasts. Now, She Acts A Lot Dumber In The Hallways, Especially When Boys Are Around. And I Think It's Sad Because Susan Doesn't Look As Happy.

After A Few Minutes, It Was Time For Me To Leave. I Don't Know Who Decides These Things. It Just Happens.

That Was Always My Hope That That Is Exactly What I Would Do. It Was Always Part Of The Dream Of This Story - To Write The Novel And Then Direct The Movie.

I'm Only Being Cute Here. I Don't Really Mean It. I Just Wanted To Make You Smile.

I Just Don't Want You To Worry About Me, Or Think You've Met Me, Or Waste Your Time Anymore.

And I Guess I Realized At That Moment That I Really Did Love Her. Because There Was Nothing To Gain, And That Didn't Matter.

I Walk Around The School Hallways And Look At The People. I Look At The Teachers And Wonder Why They're Here. If They Like Their Jobs. Or Us. And I Wonder How Smart They Were When They Were Fifteen. Not In A Mean Way. In A Curious Way. It's Like Looking At All The Students And Wondering Who's Had Their Heart Broken That Day, And How They Are Able To Cope With Having Three Quizzes And A Book Report Due On Top Of That. Or Wondering Who Did The Heart Breaking. And Wondering Why.

Just Tell Me How To Be Different In A Way That Makes Sense.

Everyone Else Is Either Asleep Or Having Sex. I’ve Been Watching Cable Television And Eating Jello.

The Juniors Were Acting Different Because They Are Now The Seniors. They Even Had T-shirts Made. I Don't Know Who Plans These Things.

He's A Wallflower. You See Things. You Keep Quiet About Them. And You Understand.

Perks Of A Wallflower

It's Nice To Have Things To Look Forward To.

Maybe It’s Sad That These Are Now Memories. And Maybe It’s Not Sad.

Perks Of A Wallflower

I Have Decided That Maybe I Want To Write When I Grow Up. I Just Don't Know What I Would Write.

I Would Die For You. But I Won't Live For You.

Perks Of A Wallflower

He's A Wallflower." And Bob Nodded His Head. And The Whole Room Nodded Their Head. And I Started To Feel Nervous In The Bob Way, But Patrick Didn't Let Me Get Too Nervous. He Sat Down Next To Me. "you See Things. You Keep Quiet About Them. And You Understand.

Writing Screenplays Is Incredibly Hard. I Can't Call It Joy. Writing Novels? Joy. Directing? Joy. Writing Screenplays? That's Where You Pay All Your Dues.

I Just Want You To Know That You’re Very Special… And The Only Reason I’m Telling You Is That I Don’t Know If Anyone Else Ever Has.

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