Status Updates From The Adventures of Tom Sawyer

Tom’s mind was made up, now. He was gloomy & desperate. He was a forsaken, friendless boy, he said; nobody loved him; when they found out what they had driven him to, perhaps they would be sorry; he had tried to do right and get along, but they would not let him…what right had the friendless to complain? Yes, they had forced him to it at last: he would lead a life of crime. There was no choice.

But now, this thing had actually and unquestionably failed. Tom's whole structure of faith was shaken to its foundations. He had many a time heard of this thing succeeding but never of its failing before…He puzzled over the matter some time, and finally decided that some witch had interfered and broken the charm!"…"So it WAS a witch that done it. I just knowed it."

But the elastic heart of youth cannot be compressed into one constrained shape long at a time. Tom presently began to drift insensibly back into the concerns of his life again. What if he turned his back, now, and disappeared mysteriously? . . . [H]e would join the Indians . . . He would be a pirate! That was it! Now his future lay plain before him, and glowing with unimaginable splendor.

"Like? Why it ain't like anything. You only just tell a boy you won't ever have anybody but him, ever ever ever, and then you kiss and that's all. Anybody can do it."

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