Schoolgirl
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Really,i don't know which is the true me.Whatever will I do when there aren't any more books to read or when I can't find another role model to imitate?
The thought occurred to me as I lay there.You wait and wait for happinessand when finally you can't bear it any longer you rush out of the house,only to hear later that a marvelous happiness arrived the following day at the home you had abandoned and now it was too late.Sometimes happiness arrives one night too late.
Mornings are grey. Always the same. Absolutely empty.
Sayfa 3
We have a vague notion of the best place we should go or the beautiful places we should like to see or the kinds of places that would make us grow as a person.We yearn for a good life.We have real hopes and ambitions.
We feel impatient for an unshakable faith that we can rely on.But it would require considerable effort to express such things in our typical life as a girl.
What ever will I do when there aren't any more books to read, or when I can't find another role model to imitate?
Sayfa 8
Maybe I've turned into an impassive girl.
Sayfa 5
It's a lie when they say you feel healthy in the morning. Mornings are grey. Always the same. Absolutely empty. Lying in bed each morning, I'm always so pessimistic. It's awful, really. All kinds of terrible regrets converge at once in my mind, and my heart stops up as I writhe in agony.
Mornings are torture.