« Okay, I know you’re thinking, “What is
this? Kid spends a few days in the hospital and all his problems are
cured?” But I’m not. I know I’m not. I
can tell this is just the beginning. I still need to face my homework,
my school, my friends. My dad. But the difference between today and last
Saturday is that for the first time in a while, I can look forward to
the things I want to do in my life. Bike, eat, drink, talk. Ride the
subway, read, read maps. Make maps, make art. Finish the Gates
application. Tell my dad not to stress about it. Hug my mom. Kiss my
little sister. Kiss my dad. Make out with Noelle. Make out with her
more. Take her on a picnic. See a movie with her. See a movie with
Aaron. Heck, see a movie with Nia. Have a party. Tell people my story.
Volunteer at 3 North. Help people like Bobby. Like Muqtada. Like me.
Draw more. Draw a person. Draw a naked person. Draw Noelle naked. Run,
travel, swim, skip. Yeah, I know it’s lame, but, whatever. Skip anyway.
Breathe… Live. »
(It's kind of a funny story, 2010, based on the eponymous novel written by Ned Vizzini)
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