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peanut butter, but not on sandwiches and praying mantises and the slow cars on the highway. I told him that he loved an awful lot of things. He shrugged. I asked him if he ever loved anyone. He told me that he didn’t love people because people never lasted. Now burgers, those he could love. Burgers were reliable. “Hey,” he said once. “Hey, Emily. Listen to me. Don’t love people. Find something like a burger and love that.” I just nodded.

And so, when I started to love him, I felt like a fool. I was ashamed to see him in the office because my heart would grow ten sizes and I’d stop thinking about the weak coffee I drank every morning or the war between some countries and instead, I’d think about the life that I would have with him. It was fifth grade all over again, dealing with the realization that boys don’t have cooties and doodling names in hearts on my math worksheets. Only, this boy was different because he loved the slow cars on the highway more than he loved people. He would have laughed at my silly thoughts and each night, I prayed that he would never find out about my love for him.

When the doorbell rang on that Tuesday night, I was sitting at the kitchen table. My hair was wet from the shower, my feet were bare. I was wearing an overs

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Page of a page autobiography- Scrapbook

So my mom and college advisor thought I should redo my autobiography because they both thought it was just blah before. So I rewrote it. I&#;m afraid though that its too dull and or cliche. Please comment, I will happily return the favor.

Thanks

Sifting through the pictures with my daughter, I caught myself beginning to wax poetic about the "good old days". I sense that she was becoming bored, but I could not contain the mixed emotions of nostalgia, delight, and sadness that came with each new photograph. As it turned out, putting together this scrapbook was much more emotionally draining than I had originally anticipated. Every year I pledged to do something with the plethora of pictures cluttering our house, yet until now it had always been another fruitless resolution, one that I never followed through with. The upcoming family reunion seemed like the perfect motivation to finally put together this scrapbook.

There were pictures of my childhood. Posed class pictures that never quite came out the way they should. Family shots of the five kids smiling through gritted teeth, wishing our mother would stop taking so many pictures. There were pictures of me with my friends from over various years and in various stages of adole