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Teen Ink Magazine,
March 2005 :
Nonfiction Articles
35 Million
by Cara, CT
There are approximately 35 million pores on the human body, I told myself, staring into the mirror. My eyes were filling with tears and my face was red with the effort of suppressing them ...
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Another Day at the Pool
by Chad D., Boardman, OH
I always wonder if people know how important being a lifeguard is. Until I experienced my first rescue, I didn’t realize how responsible I have to be. A swimmer all my life, I knew I wanted to be a lifeguard ...
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Babysitting Woes
by Sarah M., Wethersfield, CT
The phone rings on a school night in the middle of dinner. My mother lets out an almost inaudible groan. I rise to answer it, but she stops me. “Sarah Courtney, it’s dinner time. If it’s important, they’ll leave a message ...
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Breakfast All the Time
by Bethany H., Cullman, AL
Bacon and syrup smells Waft around her Morning and night. She walks on aching legs And throbbing feet ...
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Detached From the World
by Katie Rose W., Bedford, NY
I arrive with Alexandria, say good-bye to my mom, and walk into the barn. There I greet my friends and put on my riding boots and half chaps ...
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Do Computers Bleed?
by Lauren S., Flint, MI
It’s late and your end-of-the-year research paper is due tomorrow, and you have spent the past two hours completing your masterpiece. You are one, just one, paragraph away from finishing when it happens - a-pop-up window ...
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Green Tea
by Katie N., Middletown, CT
Chow mein, vegetable egg rolls, Kung Pao chicken, Mu Shu pork, wonton soup ... ” I stand in a Washington, D.C. food court with my family, scanning the menu at the City Lights of China. My eyes fall upon the beverage category and spot green tea .. ...
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Is This a Real Job?
by Samual R., Dike, IA
My school has a cooperative learning program that helps students have a job while earning credit. It’s a great program until you want to work for yourself, as I found out. My friend Tyler and I have owned a lawn service business for two years ...
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Lost in Corn
by Mikala D., No. Platte, NE
The sun had not yet risen but I was ready to go to the corn fields. For the past two summers, I have been pollinating corn. I never expected what would happen that particular day. I reported to the office and jumped into the van with all the guys ...
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My “Criminal” Record
by Austin G., Chappaqua, NY
The white bush of hair surrounding Mr. Copland’s ruddy cheeks might have reminded me of Santa Claus if I had not been scared beyond reason. He towered over me, holding something which for years would continue to instill fear in my young heart ...
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Price Checks & Ashtrays
by Loretta K., Lexington, KY
“Have a nice day!” I say witha plastic smile. I’ve worked here way too long: morning to night,day after day, the same old whiny customers. This food israncid. Our vegetables are fresh ...
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Separation Anxiety
by Ellie N., Rochester, MN
I sat and stared at her as she fiddled with the top of her pen until finally the cap snapped in half and the pieces skittered across the floor. Mom was always nervous like that, especially in places like this. She’s hated hospitals ever since I can remember ...
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Summer Job
by Brittany C., Falmouth, MA
Setting down the last placemat with the fork and knife in the correct place, I stand and lean back, stretching my clasped hands behind me. Letting out a sigh of exhaustion, I’m happy to be done with the night’s work ...
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The Mask Based on observations
by Ilya M., No. Wales, PA
The actor, the one with the carefully crafted mask, sits quietly by herself, staring out the bus window. Just moments before, she was cheerfully socializing but then we pull up to her stop ...
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The Working Student
by Kayla H., Auburn, NY
As if schoolwork, homework, peer pressure and social lives are not enough, many teenagers are adding one more item to their hectic schedules: part-time jobs ...
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Through a Window
by Stephanie D., Plymouth, MA
The room is lit only by the dim glow of my alarm clock, shining 4:27, but my eyes adjusted to the darkness hours ago. I lie here, so small and silent and unmoving, staring at the ceiling as if trying to somehow see through it ...
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Victoria’s Secret
by Brittany S., Arlington Heights, IL
Victoria’s Secret is your typical lingerie store. Walking in, customers will find me or another smiling employee welcoming them to the store. “May I help you?” is a common greeting ...
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