Apryl Baker Quotes

You'd be amazed at how many self-proclaimed atheist will start to pray right before they die.

She smiles at me and then goes over to stand in front of the light. She tells me one thing before she walks into that glowing warmth. "I'm not your mother, Mattie.

Don't worry, baby girl," she'd whispered. "It's all going to get better now." She raised her hand, and that's when I'd seen the knife. By then it was too late. I pitched forward off the couch when she ripped the knife out of me. Pain lanced through my chest, and I screamed. She brought the knife down again and again, her eyes calm and peaceful the whole time. She kissed my cheek and told me to go to sleep. Raising the knife once more, she pushed it deep into her own throat before pulling it out. She collapsed beside me, her face inches from mine.

I remember watching SpongeBob and laughing as he and Patrick irritated Squidward. Mom

ghost. No way am I gonna get bullied by anyone or anything - especially ghosts. "Mattie, you okay?" Mrs. Olson is eyeballing me with concern. I haven't moved to get out of the car. "All good, Mrs. O," I smile weakly at her. "Just tired." Taking a deep breath, I open the door and force myself out. I am not afraid, I chant over and over. The other kids are still at school, so the house is pretty empty. Mrs. O had told me earlier we had a new foster kid in the house, but I'm betting he's at school too. She sends me upstairs with the promise to bring me a sandwich and a glass of milk. The doctors said no caffeine for a while, so my favorite drink in the world, Coke, is off limits. At least until I can escape and get to a gas station. I need it like an addict needs crack. My room is exactly as I left it, the bed turned down and my clothes thrown into a corner. A simple white dresser and mirror, desk, and a twin bed covered in my worn out quilt decorate the room.

each had bullet through the head,

She could break him, and he didn't care.

Sure, he wanted her in a bad way, but he also had this insane urge to help her, to give her back everything she'd lost. He couldn't explain it, but Lily mattered to him. In just two weeks, she'd gone from a fuck bet to someone he cared about.

My right fist connects firmly with his nose. I hear a nasty pop and blood flows. I twist so that my legs are free of the booth and place a well-aimed kick at his kneecaps. He goes down hard.

Thirty minutes later, Dan is sipping his double something or other frappe latte. His order nearly made me cross my eyes trying to keep up with all the extra stuff he added. I still don't get what everyone sees in all those overpriced flavored coffees. Don't get me wrong - I love my caramel macchiato from Starbucks, but even I can't see paying five dollars every couple of hours for coffee. You'd spend an entire paycheck in

I trip in two-inch heels. Any woman who can walk in stilettos deserves just a bit of respect. "We're

I took my bike instead of the car so I wouldn't wake Mom. I remember it started to rain and then I saw headlights coming when I turned the corner. I tried to get out of the way, but it all just happened so fast I couldn't stop.

went into the kitchen, found the biggest butcher knife she could get her hands on and proceeded to plunge it into my little body not once, not twice, but eight times. The doctors said it was a miracle

mountains of pancakes, eggs, and bacon.

Leave off, Tommy." Jake glares.

Killing yourself might stop your problems at the moment, but it left everyone who cared about you in as much pain or more than you were in before you offed yourself.

He looks me right in the eyes, and those brown ones of his are full of comfort. Not sympathy or regret, or even hesitation. His eyes make me think of home. I feel at home with him. I've never felt that before, not even when my mom was still alive. She loved me, but never made me feel the warmth and comfort of a real home, but Officer Dan can. "Mattie.