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#1
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.
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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Keep Going
By , Marysville, WA
The sun was out and it was a warm summer day, which was uncommon in Washington. I had just invited my friend Cadon over to enjoy the day we came up with a great idea to grab branch/bush cutters and go into the forest, we asked my brother if he... (more »)
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The Memoir of a Ladies Man
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Ahh the scooter, my weapon of choice when it came time to romantically woo females I vaguely knew. It was my chance to make an impression on two of the hottest girls my seven-year-old eyes had seen. There was only one problem – they were... (more »)
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Failure
By , Marysville, WA
I was fast as lightning! I zoomed down the road that is very slick like a slug. I hope I don’t fall. (Again) I hit a rock the size of a mouse, and my bike went into the frosty air. I hit down again and my head bops up and down like a... (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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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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Flying High
Two short years ago, just a few days after Christmas, I find myself wide awake at the crack of dawn, anxious about the day as my mind races in circles. I try to stay warm, bundled underneath the covers, but the chilly air outside my hotel in... (more »)
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True Happiness
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There are times in our lives when we find something good. Whether it be love or knowledge or what have you. That thing always makes you happy. Ok not always,but most of the time. Its that one single thing that can pull you out of the darkness into... (more »)
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Thank You Katrina
I sat down carefully at the empty table in the lunchroom. Wrapping my arms around myself, I attempted to cope with my never-ending anxiety. I wanted to go home. I wanted to be back at Mount Carmel. Yes, I looked calm and collected on the... (more »)
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The Swan This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
The warm house spreads an aura of holiday cheer throughout the crisp, cool air. Hoards of family members pile through the front door, with young couples stopping just below the archway for a little peck under the mistletoe. I leap out of my... (more »)
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#11
A Visit
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“I won’t pay your bail.” The man behind the glass had a shocked look on his gaunt face, a silent terror in his eyes, “Why not, honey?” he asked innocently, but she wasn’t fooled. Her eyes flashed, “ You... (more »)
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#12
Self Portrait
Waking up Thanksgiving morning, the first thing my eye caught hold of was the estranged Disney drawing book on the bottom of my book shelf. The azure blue of its cover was immediately appealing; resulting in me spending the majority of my time... (more »)
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My Blue Butterfly Ring
Lights! Cameras! Snapshots! Flashes! Action was happening everywhere. I pinched that little piece of skin under my elbow and ferociously blinked my eyes to make sure it was not a dream. “Jeanne-Marie! You have won! You can come up to the... (more »)
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#14
A Day at the Zoo
The sun was sailing high across the sky on a crisp, April day in Washington D.C., as my father and I strolled through the National Zoo. Leaves crunching beneath our feet on the redbrick path, we noticed a variety of exotic animals held captive in... (more »)
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Blanket
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It was milk white and fleecy soft with silky smooth hems. It was most likely my first possession, as a baby. It was my blanket. In fact, it’s even still sitting on the top shelf of my closet. I used to take it with me everywhere and that... (more »)
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#16
The Stable
Amanda walked into the tack room from the arena, pulling her dusty golden hair back from her face. She bent down and took a drink from the lukewarm water fountain by the door. She stood up, wiping glistening drops from the corners of her mouth... (more »)
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