If I could be different and do things differently, I would. Maybe I’m a little high, but nothing bad. Eddie, pr-pr promise me you’re not.”īill stared at Eddie with intense eyes and Eddie took off his glasses before looking at his friend. “Why not?” replied Eddie with a grin on his lips. “W-w-why are you wearing your sunglasses?” Once the two teenagers were on their way to Bill’s car, Bill started staring at Eddie. “See you again, Mrs K-Kaspbrak, have a b-b-good day,” Bill added following Eddie. Don’t forget to take your medicine, don’t walk too fast your anemia might make you feel sick! Have a good day both of you !” she said, almost on the verge of tears. Don’t worry and thank you for the great birthday breakfast.” he says as he walks through the front door. Plus I already had my birthday’s kiss this morning, Ma. “Eddie-bear, you didn’t give me my usual kiss.” cried his mother, turning away from the morning news. “See you later, Ma.” he shouted, grabbing his phone and inhaler on the pedestal table near his mother. He took his belongings and his friend and then headed for the exit. He walked out of the room, walked into the kitchen where his bag and fanny pack were waiting for him and Bill was shopping in Mrs. He took out a pill and swallowed it straight away, then put on his sunglasses and looked at himself again in the mirror. He ran a hand through his hair, put on his old black adidas beanie and opened the medicine cabinet before catching his mother’s Xanax’s prescription flask in front of him. He observed every detail of his outfit, the shirt with pastel yellow and navy blues stripes a little too big for him, the silver necklace with a small red balloon that blended with the other necklaces he wore on his neck, his shorts pale blue jeans washed that went down to his knees and his white converses. Without any filter but with humor and franchise, here’s the harsh coming of age story of Derry’s youth through the eyes of Eddie Kaspbrak, 17, fresh out of rehab.Ī 17-year-old Eddie Kaspbrak was standing in front of his bathroom mirror, staring at himself. “It was the end of summer, back-to-school was coming up, I had no intention of staying clean and Richie Trashmouth Tozier was back in Derry."
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