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Running
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Running up and down the stairs, feet stomping at every step, for what feels like hours but in reality is only a little more than an 60 minutes. I feel my sweat running down my cheek. I hear my coach yelling for us to move faster, for us to try... (more »)
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Her Jamaica
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She packed up her bags long ago and moved 1500 miles away from home. She has been here 20 years now and she refuses to leave. She hasn’t looked back since. She came to America to get an education, to go to college, and eventually become a... (more »)
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The Day I Will Never Forget This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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It is the year 2004 and I am ten years old. I am lying on my couch at home, watching television when all of a sudden, I am frozen. My right hand closes, my right cheek starts to beat really fast and I am panicking inside. My dad comes in, talking... (more »)
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Friends of the Average Joe
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Like my great friendships, such as George and Lennie from Of Mice & Men by John Steinbeck. My friendships come and go as quickly as the sun. Their are the few that manage to last as long as the night time. The many friends I have gained over... (more »)
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The Day of Loss
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Normal day, wake up by my mother turning on the light across the hall forcing me up and out of bed for school. Get up and take a shower, get dressed, have breakfast, wait for everyone else to be ready to go. Walking out the Door yelling “Bye... (more »)
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Object That Made Nizzy
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The pulse of a beat too this ears is the creation of the the monster that stands before you now, my skull has been mashed and formed too this beat and skullcandy was the ultimate answer to this young bucks calling. The Skullcandy corporation was... (more »)
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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.
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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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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#11
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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#13
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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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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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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