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Everyone is not as different as we seem. Everyone has had hard times and good ones. Sometimes times things people forget about that. Me, as a puppy, was neglected and hurt. My owners would pick me up and drop me in mud, The ground would hurt and... (more »)
Swans and Brussel
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“I don’t like you,” That’s what the kid said when Ravi came up to him, but it was obvious that there was more to it than just dislike. Ravi had tormented him ever since the year started. He was horrible, always picking on him as if he... (more »)
The Poop Eating Monster
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“Mommy, I can’t do it. I just can’t. What if I fall in? It’s too cold and too hard!” “Billy, Daddy and I know you can do it. We did it and we were just fine. It’s okay to be scared, when we were kids, we were scared as well.”... (more »)
Stranger Land
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She was a stranger in a stranger land. In the year 2051 Laura Smith has traveled to the town of Drezzo, Libya to study the not very well known and adorable Fennec Fox. The Fennec is a small white fox with huge ears, this is Laura's favorite... (more »)
That "School" Day
By , Lafayette, CO
It felt as though it was a regular day as Bob walked into school. He did not realize that this day there would be conflict, and this conflict would require all of his unimaginable intellect. As he walked into his language arts class he... (more »)
In Your Best Interest This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
By , Grand Prairie, TX
As the dejected, sorrowful mother clung onto her daughter’s old blanket, she mourned the death of her as if there was no tomorrow. Her eldest daughter was trying to conceal her by rubbing her back. The mother buried her head into her hands and... (more »)
Favorite Vacation Spot
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    “Plane 21, rows 1-10 please aboard now.” The excitement ran through my body. My mom, my dad, my brother, and I quickly rushed up to the aircraft assistant to give her our plane tickets. I had not been to Mexico or... (more »)
The end of a beautiful friendship
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It was May 2015, this was a day when a beautiful friendship started and how it ended. A group of kids went to elitches and they all knew each other except for two a girl and a boy. They only knew each other's names, during the whole time they... (more »)
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I felt numb. I couldn't stop thinking about her. As time passed , I remembered more and more , thinking I could have saved her. But that , was just a wish , that I'd never get and a regret that would rest on my shoulders for the rest of my life.... (more »)
P.S. Don't Save Me This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This work has won the Teen Ink contest in its category.
A kid. That’s all I am to him: Trapped in my ­under-developed body. I want to scream, but my mouth is dry. *** His words drown together, lost somewhere between his mouth and my ear, until she nudges me. “… However, Ms. Lock, we... (more »)
Perfect This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
The eyeliner makes the dark circles less pronounced. The lip gloss hides the trembling. The ponytail conceals missing patches of hair. The Abercrombie sweater covers bruises. I might look at bit thinner, but everyone will ask about my new diet. My... (more »)
Whimper Bang This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
Wisps of smoke curled on themselves to form overdrawn punctuation over people’s heads. Catey frowned at Julia and said, “Put that out. You know I hate the smell of cigarettes.” Julia used her free hand to flick her brown hair out of her... (more »)
Time of Death This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
The first death on your watch isn’t even your fault. You’re just one of the many interns who rush to the bedside when the code is called, peering at the doctors crowding around. As the patient gasps and chokes, you too gasp and choke as each... (more »)
The Anonymous This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
I don’t mow lawns, I don’t read to the elderly, I don’t walk people’s dogs. I don’t go fishing in the morning, I don’t ride my bike to the tracks to watch trains hurtle by. I don’t care about the rest. It is dusk, and I wait behind... (more »)
Wasted Away This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
She’s never been this cold before. Not the type of cold that aches in your feet and causes convulsions in your jaw; the type of cold that jams up your mind, like a song set on repeat with no power or volume dial to make it stop. Really cold.... (more »)
Inexorable Truth This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
It was drizzling. People were walking through the rain. Inside words pattered. My mother spoke in heavy thunderbolts. She had carefully painted her face to cover up the flaws of her humanity. First she powdered the wrinkles of knowledge, then her... (more »)
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