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...

   The girlpushed meAgainOut of lineI stumbled at firstand then flew in the airas though hit by a gust of windblowing me awayto a world of humiliation.Laughter breaks outand echoes...