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Lost and Found This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This work has won the Teen Ink contest in its category.
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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 remember. My floor was a vacuum in itself, eating... (more »)
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Discrimination in Hong Kong
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     “Where are you from?”       “Hmm…it’s hard to say; I can simply say I am from Guangdong Province: I was born in Hong Kong and stayed in Shenzhen for twelve years. Later,... (more »)
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Bullies
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The cruel laughter that pierces my ears. The looks of contempt that send my stomach flipping. The snide comments no one bothers to share with me. The humor that hides the true meaning. The exclusion that chips one more piece off my soul.... (more »)
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Grandpa
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Diagnosis I didn’t really get why my family was so sad. I mean I get that my grandpa is in the hospital but why are they crying? All he’s getting done are test right? Knowing my grandpa he’s going to pass them all!... (more »)
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The Ocean and Facing Fears
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Strangers scared me. But I liked to think that this was my one true fear. I wasn’t afraid of the dark or spiders or scary movies like some kids are, so naturally I thought nothing could scare me. I was wrong. I guess I needed to learn... (more »)
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Walking Through Life This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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I never understood my grandmother’s house. She owned way too many Christmas decorations, and every year we only put up about half of them. She likes to keep a shopping bag filled with plastic bags without ever using them, and I... (more »)
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Love Broken
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  I been lied to, hurt, crushed, and even my feelings has been ripped out of my body. But yet I am still able to love other people like I never been hurt before. I was feeling like this way for a very long time, ever since my boyfriend... (more »)
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Cosmic This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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It sounds odd, but I think my first real friend was the moon. As a child, I would look to her during night time car rides. She was always there, following the old green Pathfinder. And I would ask my mom, “How is it possible that... (more »)
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Sweet Little Things
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The old house had a sleepy atmosphere; the walls were soft and creamy and the air was warm.  Yes, in the quiet, gray little house on its pristine lawn there lived my two grandparents: unchanged people in a changed world.  Grandma and... (more »)
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Yesturday
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What happens to yesterday? Does it dissolve into thin air? Or is it always there? Do the days evolve around you like a globe? Either way the day always seems to fly by and then yesterday is gone with the wind. What happens to yesterday? All I... (more »)
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memories
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Cherish the moments and keep your memories, nobody can take them away. As long as you make moments worth having you’ll always have a story to tell. (more »)
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Dusk
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My feet are stained a surprisingly vivid shade of yellow. I do not know where my shoes are, and I do not care. Nothing is happening, and I am altogether separate from the world, isolated. People have been passing me by all day, and I do not... (more »)
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when some one help me
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It was one of my hardest day for me that day the teacher gave us new math problems to do i din't understand the problems i feel so stuped, and nervious all the students in the class were dpoing their work ecept for me.The next thing i did is that... (more »)
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Autumn in Westfield
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Autumn is almost here- my body tells me so. All of the regular symptoms of the fall season have stimulated my senses. There is that sudden, gentle breeze that makes my hairs stand on end and immediately settle and makes the trees sway like the... (more »)
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Ski Lifts
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I walked through the snow and sat down on one of the two seats of the old, red ski lift and thought, “If only someone could break open that door and pick the lock to start the engine again, I would be able to get to the top.” It was Christmas... (more »)
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Finding Courage in Trials
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The morning was crisp and clear, a premonition to the warm day to come. The sun was peering through the tree tops and a cloudless sky hung above the horizon. A bright, yellow bus came around the corner and a team of students climbed in. The ride... (more »)
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