Journal Entry
# 17
8 November 2007
Chapter 9
Page 113 Paragraph 11
Quote:
"I buried my face in the pink velvet facade of Jay Cee's loveseat and with immence relief the salt tears and miserable noises that had been prowling around in me all morning burst out into my room."
Esther is having a breakdown. She has bottled up her emotions and frustrations for so long, that she finally can't take it any more. I wouldn't be able to take it any more if I had that many problems. Sometimes you just have to let it all out and that means to cry and after the cry your fine. She just needs some guidance and love. Someone to love her for being Esther, not just a girl. Every girl wants to be loved for being themselves.
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