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Most Recent Memoirs

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What Happened to Summertime? This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
What happened to the summertime? Everything breezing by and the hot air smooth along the sky. Summer’s sky is the blanket in the back of the closet. The one you can almost never find, because it only stays out for a short time. I feel its... (more »)
Confessions of a Vonnegut Wannabe This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
By , Elburn, IL
I had my first taste of alcohol when I was 14. I was at a friend's house, and I took a shot while listening to Ed Sheeran whine on his iPod. The burn engulfed my throat. Across the room, two blonde girls from my world history class were dancing... (more »)
Bye-Bye, Bully This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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“Are you kidding me? You're wearing that? You're ridiculous! I can't believe you thought you could be popular!” You told me this in the locker room after gym class. I just kept my head down. You chose me out of the group of girls wanting... (more »)
Our Hands This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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I sit across from my mother The red plastic table we share is slick with the sweat of our forearms Our hands meet halfway across its surface, piled gently on top of each other. My mother's smile is warmer than the hot summer sun and I... (more »)
Two Broke Kids (and Some Worthless Metal) This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
By , Millis, MA
The swing set is abandoned and rusted, nestled into an unkempt hill besides an equally decrepit seesaw and lopsided bench. It’s kind of new to me, even though I moved half a mile away from it and have driven by it day after day for years, but... (more »)
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American Dream Summer
By , Roland, OK
My grandmother got cancer when I was thirteen. It was the kind you don’t come back from. Cancer is kind of funny that way. Sometimes it awkwardly shows up to your party and stands in the corner awhile before it leaves. Sometimes cancer ruins... (more »)
Beaches and Brothers This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
By , clifton, NJ
At the tail end of my eighth summer, my mother was so pregnant that she barely had enough time between bathroom breaks to cook supper. Even hobbling onto the front porch to watch us cross the street to the neighbor’s was an event. One... (more »)
Wash Me Away
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Don’t you just love the sound of rain hitting the ground below you or the roof above your head? I know I do. Rain is one of my favorite things on the planet… next to sunshine. The smell of the air before and after a rain shower is, where I... (more »)
My Impossible Baby
By , Arvada, CO
Summer 2014 ... It felt like my insides were tearing away from me. The pain was overwhelming. I could not think. I could not breath. I felt as though I was fading into a different world entirely. Scared out of my mind. I... (more »)
Dear Friend
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They say that age is just a number and for us it really was, despite the significant age difference between us, you were and always will be one of my best friends. The eagerness you had to see me always made me feel so special. I loved the way you... (more »)
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My First Love
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It’s been 6 months since we ended, and I still find it excruciatingly painful to write about it again. But I became a writer for the sole purpose of sharing my experiences with others, so I guess this is just another one of those moments to be... (more »)
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Sonny had seen it all. From shows and gymkhanas to trails and lessons, this bald-faced gelding was an all-around expert. He had won a plethora of ribbons throughout his showing career, but chronic laminitis and Cushing’s syndrome had crippled... (more »)
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A sweet and adorably clumsy bay Quarter Horse mare, Starlight’s Dandelion, aka Dande, was affectionately known around Hensley Ranch—where she lived—as “Baby Horse”. She was young, but that wasn’t the only reason for her nickname.... (more »)
Life of Ribbon's Threads
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A ribbon’s made up of many threads. Tiny threads that fit together easily, a perfect fit. No matter how hard it’s being pulled, those tiny threads will never come apart; they will never lose their grasp on each other. A ribbon’s threads flow... (more »)
By , Charlotte, NC
I tried to scream. Scream for help, but no one heard me. It's like I was just screaming in my head, and it was coming out only as a whisper that no one heard. Maybe if someone would have heard me, I wouldn't have made the mistake of... (more »)
Last Competition
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I remember that day like it was yesterday. The cheering of our score, the hand holding for our win, and the hugging for our success. Though before all of it, it was filled with events that made that day so special. The day began with a two mile... (more »)
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