Phoney Free Me

Manhattan, New York, United States
Hello. I am a tall, lanky highly critical 16 year old. I attend, or should I say "attended" Pencey Prep boarding school (they kicked me out you see), and if you have not already guessed, I HATE PHONEYS, EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM!

Monday, 29 October 2007

26. The Final Chapter To My God Damn Story!

That is all im going to tell you about. I could go into how I went home and how I got ill and all, but I don’t feel like it right now, I really don't. People keep asking me if im going to apply myself when I go back to school, especially this one psychoanalyst guy. But how do I know what I going to do until I actually do it, I just don't know.

D.B. isn’t as bad as the rest though. He asked me what I think about it all, about what I just told you. And the truth is, I don’t know what I think about it. I really don't. Im sorry that I told so many people about it, all I know is I sort of miss the people I told about it. Even old Stradlater and Ackley, I think I even miss that goddam Maurice.

Its funny. Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody!

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