My eyes are two professional pickpockets, stealing everything away in my mind. I lose track of the minutes we trample over.
Tahereh MafiThere is a distinct flavor of panic lodged somewhere underneath my tongue and I'm fighting to remember where it came from.
Tahereh MafiI have a curse.
I HAVE A GIFT.
I'm a monster.
I'M MORE THAN HUMAN.
My touch Is lethal.
MY TOUCH IS POWER.
I am their weapon.
I WILL FIGHT BACK.
Mots clés dystopian-fiction teen-fiction
You think that because I am unwanted, because I am neglected and-and discarded-" My voice inches higher with every word, the unrestrained emotions suddenly screaming through my lungs. "You think I don't have a heart? You think I don't feel? You think that because I can inflict pain, that I should? You're just like everyone else. You think I'm a monster just like everyone else. You don't understand me at all.
Tahereh MafiMots clés sci-fi dystopian-fiction teen-fiction
Life is a bleak place. Sometimes you have to learn how to shoot first.
Tahereh MafiYou're my bird," I tell him. "You're my bird and you're going to help me fly away.
Tahereh MafiMy words wear no parachutes as they fall out of my mouth.
Tahereh MafiEvery butterfly in the world has migrated to my stomach.
Tahereh MafiMy father couldn't warm my frozen hands.
Tahereh MafiMots clés love hurt fathers tenderness shatter-me
I peek up at his features, at the crooked grin i want to savor, at the color in his eyes i'd use to paint a million pictures.
Tahereh MafiMots clés love eyes blue tenderness shatter-me
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