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But He Didn't
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     He felt another kick - this time to his stomach. He had the sudden urge to throw up. He coughed out blood instead, his straggly blond hair in a messy heap on the floor. He clutched his entire body, writhing in pain. He... (more »)
Cold Cereal & Morning Revelations This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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It’s Sunday morning and you are back, sitting across from me at the kitchen table. The nanny has prepared a bowl of cereal for each of us, and although I am starving, I don’t eat. It doesn’t seem appropriate. Instead I stare... (more »)
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She’s Still My Sister This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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There is this snapshot that I have, of my sister and me shortly before she graduated high school. We are eighteen and seventeen, respectively, and standing on the back porch of some guy’s house. I remember that afternoon – how... (more »)
Carving Pumpkins This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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Certain memories become colored as time passes. Deep blues and rosy hues cover small details, blur once-familiar faces, and build upon imaginary facts. Rarely does a moment escape this diffusion and remain vivid for any substantial length of... (more »)
Brian's Problem This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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Brian had a problem; the airplane was falling. He didn’t think the plane was supposed to be falling. Between his sleep-addled brain and the clamor of the terrified passengers, the most complex thought he could form was, Hmm. Bad. He... (more »)
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Strings This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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The first time she heard it, she thought it sounded like spring. Like summer and fall and winter and everything in between. She thought it was the sound of fireflies in sweet new grass, the sound of dim, midnight carnivals. The sound of trees... (more »)
Beginnings
By , Ankeny, IA
“Where were you last night?” Jill looked at Marcy with an angry expression. Her tone was accusing as she looked at her daughter’s bloodshot eyes and messy hair. Marcy glanced at her mother before returning her gaze to the... (more »)
This That You Gave
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I get up from the table, the flower you gave me still in my hand. Although for a moment, I had forgotten this was there. I look outside; the rain comes down in some strange rhythm, as if the heavens were trying to send me a message in some code.... (more »)
One More Night
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“Is there a reason why you’re wearing those lil lamb slippers?” I laughed. The wind whipped through our hair as we stopped to examine her shoes-or lack thereof. The street lights illuminated the sidewalk, our shadows dusting the street... (more »)
28 Day Writing Challenge #14
By , Elk Grove, CA
Song. Loren discovered a big pitfall of true love. No inspiration for your songs. He was staring at a blank wall like an idiot when Jean walked in and thumped a newspaper on the table in front of him. "Look." She said. Her... (more »)
Remains
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It'll hit you in flashes. No more Goodmorning texts. No more goodnight kisses. The sheets don't smell like him anymore. His green toothbrush is gone and his hairgel is still in the bathroom. You'll start to miss the way his arms felt, the way... (more »)
Minutes
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It is 6:08 AM. A fifteen-year old girl walks the promenade towards the Brooklyn bridge, wearing wrinkled jeans and a hoodie, an achromatic apparition drifting through the waking park. The grey hood drapes over her platinum hair, shading her... (more »)
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Saying Goodbye This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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When the police officer knocked on the dingy apartment door, she looked through the peephole and knew. She invited him in, brewed herself a cup of coffee, and sat stiff and unfeeling on the couch while he gave her the news, scuffing her shoe... (more »)
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Why Do They Do It?
By , delton, MI
As I drove down a long country road, I was excited to see him. It would be the first time in six years. He had been gone for reasons untold. Why would anybody want to do what he does? He has nothing telling him he has to do this, so why?... (more »)
A Friend
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Hello. It has been a while since we last spoke. You may not remember me. But I have been here all along- I have always been here. I’ve been in the back of your mind with your other thoughts. It is me, Regret. I was there ever since you said... (more »)
Hostage
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I wonder what would have happened if I had waited until tomorrow to make my deposit. I most likely wouldn’t have missed my friend’s birthday party, or would’ve kept my perfect attendance rate at work. Unfortunately we cannot escape the... (more »)
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