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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Welcome Trembling hands, Open doors. Spitballs on the ceiling, Gum is on the floor, Paper airplanes smashed, Under busy feet. Boys, Waiting on their girls, Not me. Girls, Waiting on their boys, Not me. Bullies, Waiting on their victims, Not me, Hopefully. Lunch: its own story Sitti...
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    Chapter 4 I can’t exactly remember what I did for the rest of that train ride. I think I terrorized the other passengers by screaming bloody murder in their faces, but I don’t know. I might have tried to kill myself by going into the coal room and throwing myself into the fire thing, but I thin...
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    Chapter 3 I woke up with my mom’s voice echoing in my head and her. No (sorry) it is my hairclip dragging against the window, creating a squeal rather like my mom’s speech. I pulled my head of the icy glass and discovered one of my eyes was covered with a layer of blood. I knocked it off with p...
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    Chapter 2 I was counting my money when a banging came at the door. My door only locks from the inside, so no intruders for me! Thump, Thump, bang! “Katherine James! Open up and give me back the King of Clubs!” Are you serious? Are you frickin’ happy bunny serious? He misses a card that i...
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    Chapter 1 “You really shouldn’t play that card,” I said, grinning. Mark grunted. “See? Now you’re losing. To yourself!?” “OK, Kate,” Mark muttered through gritted teeth. “How can you lose to yourself?” “Shut-up, Katherine.” “You know, you should send those cards to D...
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    Fresh baked cookies, Smells of newly baked, Happiness and joy. Fresh baked cookies, A tempting sight, Waves of heat above them, Beckon me to feast, Upon baked laughter. Fresh baked cookies, Hearing the timer ding, And the sizzle of hot oils, Mixing with air, And oven heat. Fresh baked...

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