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  We Must Do Something

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA

  We are the Columbine generation. We are the 9/11 generation. We are the Virginia Tech generation. We are the Middle Eastern Conflict generation. We are the Aurora generation. We are the Save the Earth generation. We are the Technology generation. We are the Poor Character generation. We are ...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  Freeze

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA

  ““Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Kara! Happy birthday to you!” That was when it all started. Well, not exactly. But I’m pretty sure that’s the moment when space and time unwound themselves for me to taste. My sixteenth birthday. As terrible as it ma...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  46-14-24

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA

  "Farrah," her old, crackly, strained voice announced. I walked up and collected my English test. "What'd you get?" Brin asked, tugging my arm as soon as I sat down. "A ninety-nine," I replied. Brin frowned. "Of course. I got a seventy-two." &...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Hello, My Name is Anonymous

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA

  "I want you to write about something real," our editor, Zane, announced. "Something that affects you personally. Write it anonymously. I want it tomorrow." I smiled. This was my one chance. My chance to let go and tell everyone everything, without revealing myself. As other ki...
• Fiction > Romance
  Just Blend In

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA

  My breathing quickens. Heeeeey! My heart is pounding. Hey. Whats up? My eyes are drying out. Just hangin with my friends. How bout you? My hands are shaking. Chillin. Watching the game. My feet are numb. I have a quest...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Bottle

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA

  On the street, out of place Shattered, and a tear-stained face The heart is a bottle, easily broken With words both shouted and unspoken Love is the liquid that rests inside Emptying quickly with actions so snide The bottle cracks, breaks, and leaks And tears run down rosy cheeks...
• Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
  That Night

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA

  Three months, twenty-six days, seven hours ago, the unthinkable happened. I remember it so clearly. Jess and I were doing homework, and Mom told us to put our backpacks away for dinner. Jess ran up to her room, while I casually threw my bag on the couch. We all sat down to eat, when Thomas spok...
• Fiction > All Fiction
  Inside the Moon

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA

  I’ve done it again, haven’t I? I’m the one responsible for you. You’re running around, carefree and wild. You don’t care who you hurt tonight, but I do. I am so sorry. I really didn’t want to cause trouble. Things like this just happen. I’m not sure how I even control this situa...
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  Life is Fragile

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA
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  Life is Precious

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA
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  Building

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA
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  Shine On

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA
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  Window

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA
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  Incandescent

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA
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  Reaching for the Sky

  

  By BRiANNARoSE, Stoughton, MA