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"He's not dead. My little buddy is not dead." That was my mantra. Shreader was my male veiled chameleon. I noticed he was sickly-looking and not gripping on his branches. My family...
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I liked being a mess. The desk that should have been clear so I could do my homework was always besieged with bowls of cereal and spoiled milk, old magazines, and Post-it notes I had forgotten to...
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When I was eight years old I sat in a yellow and fuchsia yurt, drawing with a fat beeswax crayon made specially in Germany for me (or so I was told). My mom's childhood copy of Nancy Drew and the...