Saturday, 13 October 2007

Entry 22

I went out of the room to sneak some ciggerattes out of the case in the living room, and when I came back she had her pillow off her head. But still all she would say is 'Daddy's going to kill you!' Then after a while she started to ask me questions about why I had flunked out and she got real mad. She was starting to act like everyone else. I dont remember so well but I started to rant opn about pencey and old phoebe kept telling me not to swear so much. She askjed me what I wanted to be so I told her. I want to be the catcher in the rye. I could tell she didnt like it much and she was so dissapointed. I felt depressed as hell. I cpouldn't bear it anymore. not off phoebe. So what I did was I went back into the living room and rang my old teacher, Mr Antolini.

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