Page 47 of Crank (Crank 1)

We don’t

always

make

good ones.

It seems to

Kristina

you gotta

be

crazy

to open your

windows,

invite the

demons in.

Bree

throws rocks

at the feeble

glass,

laughs.

You Have to Remember

It had been

a tempestuous week,

snared by emotions

rubbing me so raw

I hurt at night,

alone in the dark.

I finagled my way

on this trip to fall back

in love with my dad.

Instead I fell

for a boy from

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