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Teen Ink Magazine, February 2005: Focus: Love
Crushed
by Samantha O., Iola, WI
That night, excitement kept me awake, and my thoughts kept me smiling. I couldn’t wait. It was the big day. I had anxiously waited for that day, dreading it at the same time.
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Always There
by Kristi S., Cleburne, TX
Love would be a sweet thing if everyone knew how to use it. I learned the hard way. It started full of happiness, special times spent together and magical memories.
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You Don’t Know
by Craig L., Clarence Center, NY
You don’t know it, but
Sometimes I go to a hill that overlooks
The glorious landscape of the city’s lights
For a glimpse of momentary beauty
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I Always Pay Attention in School
by Adam S., Montz, LA
I always pay attention in school. I don’t sleep in any of my classes because I don’t want to miss anything. Lately, I’ve been enjoying my classes, but my parents aren’t exactly thrilled.
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Boys & Goldfish
by Mary Lauran H., Newton, MA
It’s hard, because boys are difficult to deal with.
Sometimes I want to be loved so badly that I curl up at night and clutch my sheets so hard that just for an instant, there’s a strong, handsome boy there with me.
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I Am My Own Worst Enemy
by Brad I., Waukesha, WI
It all started when my girlfriend, whom I shall call “Sally,” decided it would be great if she invited herself to my house after school. Well, I didn’t want her to come over, but in our relationship, it was always her way or the highway. So I nodded and walked to class, mad that she had invited herself over and even madder that I let it happen.
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No Pressure
by Eric K., No. Wales, PA
We were sitting across from each other on a typical autumn day; the sky was gray and the cold wind bit at my hands and face in that tiny, low-key and most unromantic coffee shop sipping warm, bitter cappuccino. What about her drew me in? What about her made my heart race?
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Bleeding Hearts
by Dandelion D., New York, NY
My wet jacket felt heavy on my back. Cold drops of water trickled down my face. My hair dripped. Water splashed beneath my saturated sneakers.
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Love?
by Dominique A., Cohasset, MA
You know, there’s something I have to get off my chest. I’m really sick of everyone being so in love. I swear if I see one more I.L.Y. or 1-4-3 on a profile or senior yearbook write-up, I’m going to have to do something about it.
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The End
by Michelle M., Patten, ME
So, I guess this is a true story. I don’t know where it begins or ends, but here’s the middle. Bored and feeling morning-ish, I’m in the school library listening to some of my senior friends present their portfolios.
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Reversed Roles
by Josh M., Lexington, KY
Dude, have you ever noticed that women seem to do everything they can to make you mad, and just when you are ready to give up and drop them like a bad habit they go and do something amazingly cute so that you have to forgive them?
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Goodnight
by Cameron B., Mason, OH
When was the battle lost?
So many dates build
to that final release
the seal of approval
left by lipstick
and Cupid’s bow.
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