Imagery:
"I'm new here, and...I'm looking for a friend. A sort of, not embarrassed to be a sweaty, sporty sort of friend."
"I'm beginning to feel trapped and suffocated in this gray, nothing, empty existence. I want out! I need lights, music, excitement!"
"I'm sitting at my window looking at a smiling quarter moon, a sky sprinkled with shining, twinkling starts and listening to the music of the night and smelling its fragrances."
Annie's Baby: The Diary of Anonymous, a Pregnant Teenager