S.E.Hinton

He had strange eyes—they made me think of a two-way mirror. Like you could feel somebody on the other side watching you, but the only reflection you saw was your own.

First things first.

like a dog pack about to be set loose.

turn him into a hood

hollering his head off,

fins and tails

all those little animals waiting around to belong to somebody

though nothing had worked so far, that didn’t mean nothing ever would.

I was so scared I dropped my head down on the counter and cried for the first time I could remember.

I looked all around. There wasn’t any colors anywhere.