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It Was An Image Melody Would Never Forget. Or Was It The Emotions The Image Conjured - Hope, Excitement, And Fear Of The Unknown, All Three Tightly Braided Together, Creating A Fourth Emotion That Was Impossible To Define. She Was Getting A Second Chance At Happiness And It Tickled Like Swallowing Fifty Fuzzy Caterpillars.

This Is Our Big Chance To See What People Think Of Us. The Real Us. We Have To Show Em There's Nothing To Be Afraid Of. If We Don't Get Over Our Fears, They Never Will.

Why Limit Yourself To Just One Best Friend?

The Confusing Lesson Whipped Frankie's Anger Into Something She Had Never Felt Before. It Was Like An Emotional Meringue - The Airy Feeling Of Loneliness Topped With The Hard Crisp Of Injustice. Yet Its Taste Was Far From Sweet.

Kuh-laire, Is Cam A Fattening Girl Scout Cookie Layered With Peanut Butter And A Chocolate Coating? No. Then Dont Make Him A Tagalong!