Teen Ink

She emitted a snarl that warned of her vermilion rage, and seized the shiny, silver toaster (my breakfast cookware of choice) and brandished it above her head with threats of defenestration....

i asked my father if i could swim, and he said that i would drown. The Sea would imprison me – he said if my feet had left the ground. So i walked out to the water, and cried out – how...

   polished patent leathersankle straps with silver bucklesa knee length dress with its inch long hemare all brown and faded, all in the Past.where's the sixteen-year-old...