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She Can Run, Too
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I sat down starting at the clouds. The sun beamed down angrily in my spot, seeming to be only upset with me as the other kids ran around in the grass not bothered by the heat. My fingers traced along the dirt, making little pictures. I didn’t... (more »)
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Ribbon
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I feel sick, so very sick. I lean over the cold railing smelling the salt of the ocean. When I was little it only smelled like death. A musty odor that loved to strangle you. The wind blows the water into my face. The waves move with life below.... (more »)
Street view
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Nothing feels right. Everything is new, so uncomfortably fresh that even the air has a different way of flowing. Skyscrapers seem to fade into the clouds making the skyline nearly inseparable from the end of the building.  I feel the... (more »)
Angel Wings
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to think that this would happen. i don't know how, or why. but it happened. there was a explosion, from what i remember. he hadn't been talking to me, at all. but now, i know why. he couldn't face me when he had to kill me. the road... (more »)
Where Are You?
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I thought you loved me. I thought you were there for me. Were you are now...I don't know. Jack...I love you. I miss you. Please come back to me. I hold onto the note you wrote for me. "Stella, i'm sorry it had to end this way.I love... (more »)
Drinking Happiness
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My dad left when I was two and my mother died three months later. She killed herself and left me. She’s a c***, what kind of mother leaves their two-year-old son alone in the world. I will never forgive her for that, not ever no matter... (more »)
The Dead Garden This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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At nineteen you published your first book—Rosa’s Garden—and took much care in choosing the title. The garden was not literal. Rather, it was representative of your main character’s life, and the things that colored it. At the time, it... (more »)
Let's Connect our Souls, not Mind
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Dear Adam, Hi, by the time you read this, I’ll be far away from you. I wrote this not to offend you, but to tell you how you made me into a better person. I’m sorry that in our entire relationship, I kept mentioning Eric, my ex boyfriend. I... (more »)
The Bug Diaries
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Friday, July 15th There is a circular, black bug crawling slowly up the wall. I admire the persistence of this bug. Every few feet, is slips down the wall, but continues climbing upward, slowly, steadily, reaching for who knows what at the top... (more »)
Another Day Has Begun
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You put your hair in the most attractive side pony, twisted delicately from your face; you create a devastating effect. You stare at the mirror and wish that the pimple on the end of your nose didn't exist and your eyes had the same... (more »)
Something Like a Smile
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I sat across from him, picking at my nails. The smoke from his cigarette wafted towards me and I thought of those pictures you see at school; tarred lungs and yellowed teeth. At this moment I was probably developing some crap that would kill me... (more »)
The Merriam-Webster Dictionary and You
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Love /luv/ n 1:strong affection 2:warm attachment 3:a beloved person 4:unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for others I have read this definition every single day and still I cannot make myself to understand. How could you have left me?... (more »)
Depths of the Heart
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Everyone has closed their doors and drifted off to sleep, their minds shut. But I’m up. I don't think I want to be. I want to be asleep, away from the world, but I want to still be living. I want to close my eyes to a sunny beach or a tranquil... (more »)
How to Accept an Apology
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1. Look her straight in the face, freeze her eyes with yours, restrain her mouth from erupting into a sheepish grin. Notice the way her eyes are two caterpillars splattered against the canvas of her forehead. Observe that mascara clings to each... (more »)
Monster
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I try to convince myself that it will only be one more time, but I don't really believe that. Every single day is filled with another one of my convincing lies The roll is in my shaking hand, mind deciding the impossible, body craving for one... (more »)
But Not Her
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 10 No one knew that she was gone. How could they? The pretending and faking and acting, it was flawless. They thought everything was fine. That’s the problem with people, isn’t it? No one knew that there was a voice whispering... (more »)
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