I Ought To Come Up There And

...you'd Think The Little Part About Them Supposedly Killing Us Would Be The Attention Getter.

You Scared Of That Pip-squeak? Dude, You Got A Lot To Learn. Freakin' Newbies.

Thomas Swallowed, Wondering How He Could Ever Go Out There. His Desire To Become A Runner Had Taken A Major Blow. But He Had To Do It. Somehow He Knew He Had To Do It. It Was Such An Odd Thing To Feel, Especially After What He'd Just Seen... Thomas Knew He Was A Smart Kid- He Somehow Felt It In His Bones. But Nothing About This Place Made Any Sense. Except For One Thing. He Was Supposed To Be A Runner. Why Did He Feel That So Strongly? And Even Now, After Seeing What Lived In The Maze?

I Think Judy Blume, Stephen King, And Dean Koontz Are The Three Authors Responsible For My Being Where I Am Today. I Owe Them A Lot.

I'm A Crank. I'm Slowly Going Crazy. I Keep Wanting To Chew Off My Own Fingers And Randomly Kill People.