{"quotes":[{"text":"I couldn't bear the thought of Alex looking at me like I was a freak. It was bad enough that the looked at me as Jack's sister.","author":"Sarah Alderson","tags":["crush","feelings","freak","sister"],"id":24395,"author_id":"Sarah+Alderson"},{"text":"This was his first trip on the Ossifar Distana, his first real splash in life. Look what it got him. Mister Smiff liked anonymity. He kept a low profile, often traveling under assumed names, claiming to be anything from a banker to a (very) successful life insurance salesman. He’d never broken the law, at least not irreparably. He was quite generous, well liked, sponsoring many charities anonymously – which is why it was so surprising to find him floating face down in the private spa in his apartment, murdered. He had been murdered, unless it was a freak shaving accident. Those old razors weren’t called cut-throats for nothing. Yikes.","author":"Christina Engela","tags":["accident","anonymity","anonymously","apartment","charities","claiming","distana","for","freak","generous","he-d","him","in","irreparably","it","law","life","liked","look","murdered","names","never","not","nothing","often","old","ossifar","profile","razors","salesman","so","successful","surprising","the","this","to","traveling","unless","very","well","what","yikes"],"id":40758,"author_id":"Christina+Engela"},{"text":"I always have eaten really healthy, but I'm not a diet freak.","author":"Behati Prinsloo","tags":["healthy","always","freak "],"id":74298,"author_id":"Behati+Prinsloo"},{"text":"I think every writer has a little freak in ‘em.","author":"A.D. Posey","tags":["ad-posey","freak","inspirational","storytellers","storytelling","write","writers","writing","writing"],"id":92490,"author_id":"A.D.+Posey"},{"text":"God is the comic shepherd who gets more of a kick out of that one lost sheep once he finds it again than out of the ninety and nine who had the good sense not to get lost in the first place. God is the eccentric host who, when the country-club crowd all turned out to have other things more important to do than come live it up with him, goes out into the skid rows and soup kitchens and charity wards and brings home a freak show. The man with no legs who sells shoelaces at the corner. The old woman in the moth-eaten fur coat who makes her daily rounds of the garbage cans. The old wino with his pint in a brown paper bag. The pusher, the whore, the village idiot who stands at the blinker light waving his hand as the cars go by. They are seated at the damask-laid table in the great hall. The candles are all lit and the champagne glasses filled. At a sign from the host, the musicians in their gallery strike up 'Amazing Grace.","author":"Frederick Buechner","tags":["banquet","charity","freak","god","grace","host","sheep","shepherd"],"id":95044,"author_id":"Frederick+Buechner"},{"text":"Thats what happens to Snow in Texas, lady. It freaking MELTS!!' Leo Valdez- The Lost Hero.","author":"Rick Riordan","tags":["adhd","earth","freak","heo","heroes","hilarious","jackson","lady","leo","lost","melts","of-olympus","percy","rick-riordan","snow","texas","valdez"],"id":95530,"author_id":"Rick+Riordan"},{"text":"1408 Film by Stephen King freak me out, the story also freak me out. But watching the film how is made, how much reverses were shown just terrified me. The ending was suprising!","author":"Deyth Banger","tags":["1408","book","film","freak","stephen-king","story","suprising"],"id":183981,"author_id":"Deyth+Banger"},{"text":"Well, you're right. I'm a Freak.'Huh?'I love being bullied. Being hit and kicked by others gets me totally excited. That's what kind of freak I am.Sorry if that bothers you.","author":"Yuna Kagesaki","tags":["excited","freak","hit","hurt","kick","love","masochist"],"id":212552,"author_id":"Yuna+Kagesaki"},{"text":"Some long for acceptance while others fear for anything ordinary.","author":"Dominic Riccitello","tags":["acceptance","being-accepted","freak","life","normal","ordinary","quote","thoughts"],"id":214079,"author_id":"Dominic+Riccitello"},{"text":"The intruders spoke no words as they rushed in. Five boys carrying baseball bats and tire irons. They wore an assortment of Halloween masks and stocking masks.But Derek knew who they were.“No! No!” he cried.All five boys wore bulky shooter’s earmuffs. They couldn’t hear him. But more importantly, they couldn’t hear Jill.One of the boys stayed in the doorway. He was in charge. A runty kid named Hank. The stocking pulled down over his face smashed his features into Play-Doh, but it could only be Hank.One of the boys, fat but fast-moving and wearing an Easter Bunny mask, stepped to Derek and hit him in the stomach with his aluminum baseball bat.Derek dropped to his knees.Another boy grabbed Jill. He put his hand over her mouth. Someone produced a roll of duct tape.Jill screamed. Derek tried to stand, but the blow to his stomach had winded him. He tried to stand up, but the fat boy pushed him back down.“Don’t be stupid, Derek. We’re not after you.”The duct tape went around and around Jill’s mouth. They worked by flashlight. Derek could see Jill’s eyes, wild with terror. Pleading silently with her big brother to save her.When her mouth was sealed, the thugs pulled off their shooter’s earmuffs.Hank stepped forward. “Derek, Derek, Derek,” Hank said, shaking his head slowly, regretfully. “You know better than this.”“Leave her alone,” Derek managed to gasp, clutching his stomach, fighting the urge to vomit.“She’s a freak,” Hank said.“She’s my little sister. This is our home.”“She’s a freak,” Hank said. “And this house is east of First Avenue. This is a no-freak zone.”“Man, come on,” Derek pleaded. “She’s not hurting anyone.”“It’s not about that,” a boy named Turk said. He had a weak leg, a limp that made it impossible not to recognize him. “Freaks with freaks, normals with normals. That’s the way it has to be.”“All she does is—”Hank’s slap stung. “Shut up. Traitor. A normal who stands up for a freak gets treated like a freak. Is that what you want?”“Besides,” the fat boy said with a giggle, “we’re taking it easy on her. We were going to fix her so she could never sing again. Or talk. If you know what I mean.”He pulled a knife from a sheath in the small of his back. “Do you, Derek? Do you understand?”Derek’s resistance died.“The Leader showed mercy,” Turk said. “But the Leader isn’t weak. So this freak either goes west, over the border right now. Or…” He let the threat hang there.Jill’s tears flowed freely. She could barely breathe because her nose was running. Derek could see that by the way she sucked tape into her mouth, trying for air. She would suffocate if they didn’t let her go soon.“Let me at least get her doll.","author":"Michael Grant","tags":["cry","derek","discrmination","freak","hank","human-crew","jill","mutant","normals","power","prejudice","separate","sing","stereotype"],"id":280208,"author_id":"Michael+Grant"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":23,"pages":3,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}