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After the Leap This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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I wake up to the sound of murmuring. My senses are struggling to find a seat in my head. The last thing I remembered was flunking another Chemistry test. Are those sobs? My ears do not react directly to the sounds, but I hear some crying. I try... (more »)
Don’t Blink This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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Ms. Mabry's delicate blue blouse flittered across her collarbones, and her long eyelashes waved along the rims of her closed eyes. The peace displayed in her soft, silent smile brought tears to my eyes. I silently wished I could've met her in a... (more »)
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Aunt Hilda’s Wig This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
My head was cold, and I could feel the air dance across my scalp. She used her oversized tweezers to pluck each and every hair follicle out of its tiny home. She then scrubbed my naked head until it was red all over. I felt like a past-ripe tomato... (more »)
On the Run This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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A lot of people think that it is my fault. The news and papers criticized me, questioned my mental health. Investigators poked and prodded at my memory. But what people don't get is that, yeah, I was there. And I still hear her screams at night.... (more »)
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Insanity
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People never look past the pleasant smile that always appears on my face, that draws people to me, that mesmerises their eyes and their hearts but they don't see what lies beneath. They don’t see who I really am. Underneath my skin is a whole... (more »)
The Narrative
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David was scared by a lot of things. Spiders, creepy masks, creepy dolls, men without faces, the usual stuff, but he also had a fascination for that feeling.That feeling of terror creeping up your spine. It was exciting, it was interesting, it... (more »)
The Creation of Monsters
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I sat on the mossy bench as still as could be. Dew soaked the cuffs of my jeans. The forest harbored moisture from the morning's rain. A slight mist hid the ground, making you unsure of your step. In front of me I could see the rusting jungle... (more »)
Mystified
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Mystified The door slowly creaked open, a black figure was standing in the doorway. The little girl, who was hanging up a white short-sleeve-shirt turned around and screamed. The black figure moved closer and closer until black. “It’s time... (more »)
Plastic
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9:38 PM, Tuesday October 7th, 2014   I run to the ringing phone in the kitchen, set down my flashlight and guitar and pick up. “Dr. Sergio!” exclaimed Linda Soapstone “I just can’t believe it. Your ads... (more »)
The cursed
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"Let's play a game." "No, I don't want to." said Cathy. "But I want to." the stern voice of the other girl scared Cathy. "What will you do if I don't?" "That's easy, kill you." said the other girl with a danderous smile beginning to... (more »)
Brokenhearted
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In the middle of the night as the moon lays perfectly in the sky, just above the tree branches that hang down because the leaves are growing heavy with color, I silently open up my front door and step one foot into the darkness. I glance back at... (more »)
Last Through The Night
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Last Through The Night       Rain.  I don’t think I’ve ever seen it rain here and yet it was raining.  And hard, too hard.  It was only the four of us in the house; Amber, Leo, Emmy, and me,... (more »)
Puppet-master, and it's Doll
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“You should, uh…” The panic on her face is spreading, shaking her hands and fidgeting her eyes. She is swallowed by the fear, losing herself, falling to nothing but terrors unwilling puppet. “You should leave. You need to leave. Now.... (more »)
Drowning
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I’ve done it a million times, I remind myself. It’s nothing new, nothing unique. I’m not afraid of this; I refuse to be afraid of this. There is no reason, no justification, whatsoever. Despite my efforts, my psyche doesn’t respond to... (more »)
Nothing
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  I slide across the bed of the truck and slam into the side as we turn, going far too fast. I let out a whoop of laughter. Eve should probably slow down; maybe even try to go the speed limit, but driving too fast, that’s what’s fun about... (more »)
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Something had awakened me.  Was it the darkness?  It’s so dark that when I wiggle my fingers in front of my face, I can’t see them.  The wind is howling and it’s pouring buckets outside.  A lightning bolt flashes across the sky, and... (more »)
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