Amy

“trapped. Not all of it—I’m glad I have my board to let burps of it out. But, yeah, I’m tangled inside myself. And there’s no magical key to unravel the coils. What the heck? I get on a boat, and boom, I got feelings! Of course I didn’t cry—not with this boy sitting so close. I wondered, though, if he also felt that way. I bet he’s lived through some stuff too. But then I began to understand something else. Just because it was sometimes trapped, I still had power—it was there, waiting. I had power. Like that engine, the wind, the waves. Yeah, power. I had a sudden sense that the boy was watching me. I turned my head and blinked. He was! He grinned. I managed to smile back. “What’s your name?” he asked. You know, I’d thought about leaving Elvira in the cabin for the boat ride. I”
― Sharon M. Draper, Out of My Heart