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Most Recent Memoirs

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Journey to Womanhood
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I have spent the better part of my second decade on this earth focusing all of the hate and hormonal rage I could muster onto the behemoth life-wrecker of puberty. Why my unassuming soft skinned and sweet minded child self had to undergo 5-7... (more »)
The Red Envelopes
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I grew up in the valleys of a town encompassed by hills and mountains, where the streets are lined with ficus trees and every bus route eventually leads you to the ocean if you stay on long enough. My school was two baseball fields away, and... (more »)
Spark of Creativity
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Center stage. A single actor in a pool of white light, his jaw opening to sing the first note of “Santa Fe” from the musical, NEWSIES. That is the director’s main goal, in my opinion; to captivate audiences within the first... (more »)
Autumn This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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I met my best friend when I was fourteen. The first memory I have of her is of a very solemn girl in a blue hoodie, a dark braid resting on her right shoulder. I’d heard of her before, though. My mother, seeking treatment in the... (more »)
A Reflection Over Time This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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In 1917, Johann Radon discovered a formula that is known as the Radon Transform. Although it was unused and forgotten until 1970, it became the key to making CT scans possible. While slightly rotating, a narrow band of X-rays is beamed through... (more »)
Family Bonding
By , Syracuse, NY
Our roaring cheers, highlighted by the glow of the television, were only subdued by my mother’s shuffling footsteps and subtle eye roll as she passed us by to scrounge for dinner. My dad’s an intellectual, so you might assume that... (more »)
A Memory: Sunset This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
Sarah, my friend and cohort, the Sarah who’s face I have known before I even learned to memorize my own, walked beside me up a hill so steep the black tarmac seemed to slide away under our bare toes.... (more »)
All That Is Lost This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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My Grandad died before I was old enough to truly remember him. I get images of him sometimes, I know that he was tall, and I know that he was bald. But I don’t remember his voice or how he acted around my sisters and me. He was sick for... (more »)
Love vs Her Body
By , bellmore, NY
 This is the story about a girl who faced life with an unrecognizable face. Many came across her and many people remembered her, but not for the reasons she hoped for. If you asked someone the color of her eyes they would guess, “brown?”.... (more »)
In a Room
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 In every room I walk into, there’s a moment between stepping through the door and doing whatever I came in there to do, where I wonder what that same room would look like if I killed myself in it’s center. If the contents of my head were... (more »)
How the Rain Made Me Feel
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The first night in Madrid it rained enough to last the whole trip. Out at dinner, the constant downpour hit the streets at an impressive rate, cleaning the sidewalks outside the second floor window. My friends and I sat at the head of our table,... (more »)
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The Life I Lost
By , Ardsley, NY
I remember those days when I was so innocent.  I could smile just because I wanted to, without having a reason to.  I didn’t have to worry about my future -- I could live in the present.  Now, all of that is gone.  I am a teenager now, and... (more »)
Breaking Friendship
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Hello, my name is Andrew, and welcome to my memoir. Here I will be writing about the evolution of a certain friendship, from start to current end. Let us begin.      It all started about a quarter of the way through... (more »)
The Chrysalis Breaks
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What I mean to say is, I’m sorry. I’m sorry everything’s changed. I’m sorry my bones are dark with mourning and need, sorry I don’t feel the way I used to, sorry the light doesn’t catch in my eyes. When I was... (more »)
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I learned long ago that life wasn't fair, nor could it be perfect. It all started when I found out about my mom's boyfriend. Now, you might be wondering why this "little" thing is so bad. You're probably thinking I should be happy for my mom... (more »)
The Joy of Music and Mistakes
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I am a guitar player and a singer. That is, I play the guitar and sing in the comfort and privacy of my room, with my door closed, while my family is in a different part of the house. Every once in a while, I record my singing on my phone, never... (more »)
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