All posts filed under: Young Adult Fiction

December 22nd

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adolescent fiction / Young Adult Fiction

Christmas is only a few days away! As I’ve already mentioned, even though we’re Jewish, we still celebrate Christmas and Easter. We never put up a tree, but Santa Claus always comes down the chimney and eats the cookies that my brother and I set out for him, and leaves great presents. And, in the Spring, the Easter Bunny always fills our baskets with goodies, and eats the carrots that we set out for him, […]

December 15th

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adolescent fiction / Young Adult Fiction

One of the interesting things about keeping this journal is the ability to go back and read what I was thinking in one moment in time, and recognize that I had it all wrong just a short time later. For instance, I can’t believe that I actually thought – for even a moment – that the reason Elise let me off the hook (the reason that she didn’t force me to give some unsuspecting counselor […]

December 8th

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adolescent fiction / Young Adult Fiction

I am so upset. I can’t stop thinking about how awkward things were between Elise and me on Thanksgiving day. It used to be so different. I can remember a time when we saw one another almost every week, and even that wasn’t enough. Even when my mother was sick, we still got together on a regular basis. In fact, there was no one in the whole world – aside from my mother – who […]

December 1st

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adolescent fiction / Young Adult Fiction

Thanksgiving was really strange this year. Usually, we spend the day at my grandparents’ apartment. But, they’re traveling through China right now. So, instead, we went to my friend Elise’s house for the afternoon. Elise is the first friend I ever had. We’ve know one another since we were in diapers. Our mothers met at the home of a mutual friend when Elise was three months old and I was three months from being born. […]

November 24th

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adolescent fiction / Young Adult Fiction

Before she died, my mother, brother and I used to sit in the car in the parking lot of the local hospital and pass the time playing games while my father visited sick patients. We’d wait for him to finish his rounds so that we could go to a museum, or a baseball game, or something. I’d usually climb into the driver’s seat, where I would work on perfecting my steering-wheel skills. I would do […]

November 17th

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adolescent fiction / Young Adult Fiction

I have to admit something. I kind of wish that I never read Ellen’s stupid, stupid note. I’m not really in the mood to be obsessing over my status as “the motherless girl” right now. I’ve got too many other things to worry about. For instance, I am having a lot of trouble sorting through all the new rules and rituals that come with suddenly being an adolescent instead of a little kid. It wouldn’t […]

November 10th

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I know that I have been using the word “death” a lot, but I don’t mean to be morbid or anything. It’s just that I can’t stand those awful alternatives “passed away” and “passed on.” People who use those terms always sound so full of false sympathy to me. Whenever I hear someone say, “I was terribly sorry to hear that so and so passed away,” a chill runs down my spine and I can’t […]

November 3rd

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adolescent fiction / Young Adult Fiction

For the rest of my life I will wonder how much I actually did and did not know about what was going on with my mother when she was ill. Ever since my epiphany that day at Ellen’s house, I have been trying to figure out if I ever really believed that my mom was going to get better (like my dad wanted me to), or if I actually knew, deep down inside, that she […]

October 27th

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adolescent fiction / Young Adult Fiction

Memory is a tricky thing. Here I am bragging that I have every book that I have ever read stored somewhere in my memory banks, and I can’t even remember important life events. In fact, there’s a lot that I wish I could remember that I can’t. For instance, last Thursday I was poking around in one of the closets in the hallway on the second floor, when I discovered something else about my past […]

October 20th

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adolescent fiction / Young Adult Fiction

Friday was the third anniversary of my mother’s death. The only reason that I know this is because my father set a white candle out in the kitchen. Apparently, it is a Jewish tradition to light a candle and let it burn for twenty-four hours in memory of a family member on the anniversary of her death. And, even though my father never talks about my mother (or her death), and even though he is […]