lone bird

Greta 2022-04-22 07:01:47

Melinda Sodina, sixteen in the Mood for Love, has become reticent about what happened to her and what was acceptable at a party. The beautiful pain of youth, black and dark. The lush tree that opened his eyes looked like a fragmented dream, only swept away by terror and hatred, the unspeakable dirty truth. And I think that this could have been less dark, but it touched an inviolable bottom line, broke the cage closed deep in the heart, and imprisoned the pulsating blood and surging bars, and everything became unreachable. indescribable. No longer silent girl's pure and beautiful heart infects my inactive soul, I wish to grow more beautifully.

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Extended Reading
  • Darlene 2022-03-28 09:01:08

    All I can say is that it doesn't look good. . .

  • Wilbert 2022-03-28 09:01:08

    generally. Came for the girl.

Speak quotes

  • Mr. Freeman: Can anybody tell me what this is?

    [holds up a smashed globe]

    Ivy: A globe?

    Mr. Freeman: A globe? Gosh... what are you guys, 13, 14? You already let them beat the creativity outta you? It's okay. I used to let my daughters kick this around my studio when it was too wet too play outside and one day, Jenny put her foot right through Texas and the entire United States crumbled into the sea. I mean, you could... you could paint a wet muzzled dog chewing Alaska! The possibilities are endless. It's almost too much, but you all are important enough to give it too.

  • Mr. Freeman: In here is a piece of paper and on that piece of paper is a word. You are gonna spend the rest of the year turning that object into art.

    Ivy: Uh, Mr. Freeman? When I was little, I was really scared of clowns and I don't wanna relapse and have to go back into therapy.

    Mr. Freeman: Oh, yeah, well, fear is a great place to begin art.

    [Melinda picks a piece of paper that says "tree" and tries to put it back]

    Mr. Freeman: Hey! Whoa. You just chose your destiny. You can't change that.

    Melinda Sordino: I learned how to draw a tree in like the 2nd grade.

    Mr. Freeman: Oh, really? Um. Well, do you wanna show me? It's okay. I won't grade you.

    [he hands her the chalk and Melinda sulks up to the blackboard and very hesitantly draws a really pathetic tree]

    Mr. Freeman: That's a pretty good start. Yeah, let's see what it looks like at the end of the year.