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...

   After lunch, announcements are read over the publicaddress system at my school. When the teacher comes to "Quizbowl in room212," I erupt, "Yea, Quizbowl!" Do...