"Allieeeee, Allieeeee, please, don’t go, come back to me, don’t go, I’ll play with you, I promise, pleaseeeeee". I guess it’s another one of those nights. When are these goddam nightmares going to stop? I dream about Allie about twice a week and I have no idea why. It’s basically the same dream every single time, and quite honestly it’s becoming a true pain. We are both on this vomity looking colored boat, and Allie jumps into the waters and as he is being enveloped by the tides, I just scream "Allieeeee, Allieeeee, please, don’t go, come back to me, don’t go, I’ll play with you, I promise, pleaseeeeee". Like screaming is going to do any good. I can never bring myself to actually jumping in those cold waters and pulling …show more content…
"What do you live for?" he said, and for a long time I could not come up with an answer. He was one of those old people who preach the word of God, and do nothing all day but think about the wonders of life. Boy, that old man depressed me. I could not find a reason for my life. There was a phone booth about 50 feet away and I decided I should chew the rag a little with old Phoebe. Even after all these years, she was still the best person to talk to when you feel depressed. Old Phoebe, boy did I miss her. Luckily she picked up after only three rings and I just told her everything. I mean everything. I felt bad about putting so much on her shoulders but I needed someone. Then she asked me. She said " Holden, remember when you told me that the only thing you ever wanted to be was a catcher in the rye. That you could do that forever." All of a sudden I remembered it all. And I understood what she meant. I was a catcher in the rye. The number of children that I saved and continue to save as a firefighter and as a lifeguard is staggering. At last, I was content with my life. I could tell you about how I went back home and fixed myself a nice dinner, and how a year later I would marry a woman named Joanna Crimson, but that isn’t important. What’s important is that I’ve found