“Summertime. It was a song. It was a season. I wondered if that season would ever live inside of me.”
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Zach is eighteen. He is bright and articulate. He's also an alcoholic and in rehab instead of high school, but he doesn't remember how he got there. He's not sure he wants to remember. Something bad must have happened. Something really, really bad. Remembering sucks and being alive—well, what's up with that?I have it in my head that when we're born, God writes things down on our hearts. See, on some people's hearts he writes "Happy" and on some people's hearts he writes "Sad" and on some people's hearts he writes "Crazy" on some people's hearts he writes "Genius" and on some people's hearts he writes "Angry" and on some people's hearts he writes "Winner" and on some people's hearts he writes "Loser".It's all like a game to him. Him. God. And it's all pretty much random. He takes out his pen and starts writing on our blank hearts. When it came to my turn, he wrote. I don't like God very much. Apparently he doesn't like me very much either. Sad.
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Benjamin Alire S‡enz
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“Summertime. It was a song. It was a season. I wondered if that season would ever live inside of me.”
“What is this thing you call substance abuse? All I wanna do is forget and get loose. Drinking and smoking over and over What's so great about a life that's sober? There's nothing cool about...”
“Rafael?” ”Yeah?” „Do we all have monsters?” „Yes.” „Why does God give us so many monsters?” „You want to know my theory?” „Sure.” „I think it’s other people who give us monsters. Maybe God d...”