"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
“Any person in their right mind — if you’re falling you’re going to brace yourself … that’s a normal reflex,” she said. “My legs and arms were not broken. I did not brace myself.”
After loading the glass pipe with the shards of crystal meth, instead of taking the first hit, I passed to the person next to me (Weird as I’d never give away my first hit).
"When Jesus asks a question, it’s not a search for information... But there is one particular moment in the gospels when He asks a very surprising question."
"I had a textbook thrown at the back of my head. I had food thrown at me and rubber bands flicked at me, pencils thrown at me. You name it. Kids called me names like, ‘dead battery,’ 'rock head' and 'bone head.' I also had my head banged."
