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Teen Ink Magazine, November 2004 : Nonfiction Articles

A Home I Have Loved
by Emma C., Kent, England,
     As I leave this place I remember how the mud reminded me of toffee fudge ice-cream on the day I walked the quarter of a mile down the wooden pontoon toward what was to be our new home, a huge rusting old tugboat ...
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In Front of Me
by Shane S., Garden Prairie, IL
     My Saturday mornings weren't the same anymore. A different breeze tickled my nape and a clearer blue sky hung overhead. Bustling people and early shoppers passed through, barely buying anything ...
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My Writing
by Pat O., Overland Park, KS
     My writing doesn't have AOL parent controls. To get around the censors on Letterman
he cursed in an obscure foreign language. The entire nation of Bhutan was offended.

My writing leaves his door open. One time, I walked in on him watching porn ...
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Only the Strong Survive
by Tricia B., Haslett, MI
     "These are the times that try men's souls." - Thomas Paine



The summer shopper and the sunshine sale hunter were left in the dust as the holiday shopping season began ...
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She's Really Gone
by Kia V., San Diego, CA
     When I was young, I thought my mom would live forever, but on June 28, 2003 my sister and I were called downstairs for an announcement. It was the beginning of the end.

It began with breast cancer in 1996 that returned in 2000 ...
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The Discovery
by Noelle Y., New City, NY
     We'll be right there in a minute!" my mother shouted to my dad. She helped me with my coat and we headed for the hall. It was time for our yearly trip to one of the many beautiful cemeteries in Paris, where we had been living for a long time ...
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We Deserved Rain
by Justine R., Mason, OH
     If the memory flickers through my mind, it is always raining in the background. It was that kind of night. Rick does not say, "Here's looking at you, kid" to Ilsa on a bright, sunny day. No way. Rain blasts the earth in that scene ...
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