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The Skirt This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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I will be the first to say that I am not materialistic. My friends label me as a goody-goody; my parents say I am conservative and modest when it comes to clothes. I don’t wear bikinis, and none of my skirts or shorts end above my knees. That is... (more »)
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A Letter to My Depression
By , ormond beach, FL
Dear depression, Right now I sit in the halls of the psych ward wondering what I'm doing with my life. And they asked me to write this letter to you and maybe I could go home tonight . So how do you make me feel? You make me feel... (more »)
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Safe Haven
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I walked through that house again and my immediate thought was that I needed to get the hell out of there. The house that I grew up in. Where I laughed, cried, and played with my family. The house where my mom was once living. The house that... (more »)
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Counting Stars This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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The sun had set, and the darkness of night settled like a blanket over my room. My eyes were heavy, but I refused to allow myself to think that I was tired. I had stripped to nothing but my undergarments; a seemingly indecent, yet ironically... (more »)
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Mother Knows Best This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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“All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.” – Abraham Lincoln   My mother had been sick for as long as I could remember. When I lived in Austria, I remember visiting her in the hospital after school.... (more »)
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You Don't Know
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I was in the living room with my sister Cierra when he came home. His eyes were red and he had been crying. He usually left for work early in the morning but instead he was here at nine. I looked at my father and knew that something was... (more »)
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How Did We Get Here?
By , Canoga, CA
We were friends for two years. We weren't the best of friends, but we were close at one point. He was a few years older than me, and we bonded over similar interests like hiking and our love for animals. I can look back to the first time I met... (more »)
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Five Letters From Tae This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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The air isn’t cold enough for a jacket. Fall is tiptoeing in, but the summer breeze still advocates for mercury’s presence in the thermometers. It doesn’t matter anyway. My younger sister’s volleyball game is located... (more »)
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Please Leave Me Alone
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"You just need to hear this and if you want me to be out of your life forever, I'll understand. Nothing was ever a lie for me. The way I felt about you was never a lie and it never will be a lie. It won't mean anything to you and that's fine but... (more »)
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Kaleidoscope of Confusion
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Towards the end of my freshman year of high school, I decided to do something that no one could predict the aftermath of with complete certainty. I had to tell my big brother I was gay. We had always been close and their was nothing I did not... (more »)
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Loosing a Friend, Gaining an Enemy
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i remember those times you would call me to tell me how your day went through...it is all gone. i hate it when people talk to you, look after you, or even smile to you (in some cases) only for their personal interest. usually i just erase... (more »)
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The Movie That is Our Life This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
     The reel begins to roll. This is my kind of movie. It has action and medieval battles, nothing that she likes. She came, though. This whole thing started three days ago, and it is different from all the others. She is different from all... (more »)
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Kidnapped This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
By , kent, WA
Here I was, barely 15 and stranded in the middle of the Blue Ridge Mountains. My cheeks were raw with tears and I was exhausted from trying to escape my two kidnappers, who pulled me out of bed at 4 a.m. and took me to Clayton, Georgia. Or that is... (more »)
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U.R.I.M.O.N
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Every year on summer vacation I fly out to New York to see my religious Aunt Laurie, and her four kids (Samuel Nathan eleven who is years old, Elana who is thirteen years old, Aaron who is fifteen years old, and Josiah, her oldest son, who is... (more »)
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A is for Cookie
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A is for Cookie (Salt shots) It was a Thursday night, which meant play rehearsal. It was play rehearsal, which meant a ride home from Eric. It was a ride home from Eric, which meant fun. Rehearsal went well enough. There were a few fights, a... (more »)
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River-Rafting Riot
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The raft plunged into the river as we splashed into an adventurous afternoon. We had just gotten off the bus, were we had sung songs the whole ride to the riverbank. Diving up into groups with about five people each, we had finally started our... (more »)
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