A Thank You From A Former Student Teacher To Her Cooperating Teacher
You believed in me. Me—in my brand new dress pants and pressed shirt and clean cardigan and matching flats, but a nervous hint in my steps—you trusted me.
You believed in me. Me—in my brand new dress pants and pressed shirt and clean cardigan and matching flats, but a nervous hint in my steps—you trusted me.
“She’s showing me a face of someone I don’t recognize. A man. And she’s telling me there’s a man even more powerful than Jack.”
The truth is going to heal your heart a lot faster than simply letting it break over and over until you finally face what you knew all along anyway
“Apparently, a woman walked into his shop and asked him to tattoo a handicapped symbol right above her vagina.”
There is human evil, this much is easy enough to see. But it is not the only manifestation of evil in the world. There is another sort, one of a darker nature.
We regret our eagerness, how caught up we get in the dream of being saved and cared for, how often we fall into the trap of making someone else our world.
Ironically, when you become more interested in others, you become more interesting to others.
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I’m not the kind of woman to force a fake smile when something is eating me on the inside. I’m the kind of woman that will tell you and work through it with you.
When my brother and I were little, we had two clown dolls that we named Greeder and Seeder.
We give it power because we want to, and honestly? There are at least a hundred other things you can be, you should want to be other than beautiful.
“I think fame itself is not a rewarding thing. The most you can say is that it gets you a seat in restaurants.”
For now, I am going to talk about the system. The system that Alicia has been thrown into…as well as countless others over time. I am going to talk about text messages and conversations between Alicia and I…and I am going to allow you, the reader, to hear about this system from someone who never thought she would be a part of it.
They said they found me in a girl from school’s bedroom in the middle of the night. I don’t remember being there. I don’t remember her parents shining a flashlight on me. I don’t remember her screaming.