Teen Ink

My name is Meagan. There is nothing extraordinary about me. I am a seventeen year old, counting down the days till graduation, just like every other senior in the world. I’ve accomplished a lot...

The candy’s smooth wrapper crinkles as I trace its edges with my fingertips, imagining its contents. The wrapper tears like a fine fabric, revealing a corner of dark chocolate. I break off a...

   I am watching what seems to be a strange trial. I see two figures, one clad in awhite gown with sharply-edged, geometric trim (also in white), and the otherdraped in a flowing,...