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...

   No matter whatit is,or what happens,I'll live;I always do.Sometimes I thinkI can't survive it,then I reach forthe strength I have been given,sooner or laterI can get...