Hi, my name is Holden. This is Pency, its a bording school. Ever since my little brother died i kind of went a little insane. Therefore I have been in and out of school's flunking out because of grades. I'm smart enough to pass and all but I choose not to do anything. When that all happened it lead me to depression and saddness.
" He was terrifically intelligent. His teachers were always writing letters to my mother, telling her what a pleasure it was having a boy like Allie in their class. " (Salinger page 43).
My hand still hurts me once in a while, when it rains and all, and I can't make a real fist any more-not a tight one, I mean-but outside of that i don't care much." (Salinger page 44).