Beneath Paper Cranes (a Coming Of Age Short Story) - Plot & Excerpts
It makes the whole dying young thing easier to deal with. Bob wasn't invited, he crept in when I wasn't looking and took up residence in my brain stem. I didn't even know he was there until the blinding headaches got so bad I ended up in the emergency room. That was the first time I learned Bob was squatting in there and despite several eviction attempts, Bob remains. Little bastard. “I really can't believe you're not going,” Chloe says. “What's the point?” I say, picking at a loose strand on my shirt. “What's the point?” She sits up on one elbow and glares at me. “The point is that I don't want to go to graduation alone, that's the point. Besides, don't you think your parents will want your diploma? You know, to frame or something?” “Exactly. How morbid is that? I already told them if they make a shrine of my room, I'm going to haunt them forever.” Chloe throws a pillow and it hits me square in the face. I grab the one I'm leaning on and toss it in her direction. It knocks a china unicorn off the shelf behind her that shatters as soon as it hits the floor.
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