Teen Ink, you are everything to me. You are my meals, my nutrition, my sustenance. I savor each article and poem like scrumptious bites of a gourmet dinner, tasting every word on the tip of my tongue. I make sure to eat every bite: I read every last poem printed in your delicious magazine, often more than once. This food is too good to be wasted. I am not picky: I taste every article, even if I doubt it will interest me. Often the most interesting food is the dish you have not dared to try yet. After hungrily devouring the magazine, I am refreshed and re-energized, yet anxious for the next meal.

Thank you, Teen Ink. I will never go hungry.