Facebook Activity
Teen Ink on Twitter
Teen Ink
teenink
Home
> Advanced Search
Advanced Search Results
Results per page:
Advanced search
- Fiction > Historical Fiction
“Will you be attending Court tonight, ma’am?” Ellie Fielding asked her mistress, as she yanked her corset ties tighter. “Ooft!” Chelsea Parker-Livingston complained, as her waist shrank even more, cutting off her air supply. “Yes, I am indeed. James will be escorting me. It shall be hi... - Fiction > Realistic FictionWhere I live, the houses are ugly and plain. My home looks pretty much like any other (except the Joneses next door – their front door was stolen a while back and they haven’t got the money to replace it). Every night I can hear the wailing of police sirens from my attic bedroom. Standing outsid...
- Opinion > Social Issues / CivicsPoliticians are always saying that social mobility is important. They may even go as far as to promise that if we elect them, they will make a lasting contribution to ensuring that it is possible for people born into the most disadvantaged families to be able to improve their life chances, and to cl...
- Poetry > Song LyricsI wasted years Four, to be exact I'd tell myself I was over you Then the next day I would pass you in the corridor Laughing with your friends And fall for you all over again. How many times? How many tears? Yet I can't stop myself From being drawn in Why can't I see what ...
- Poetry > Free VerseYou used to treat me like I was special I got to thinking that maybe We could be together. I thought I was the only one for you. How wrong could I be? All the time you were making me feel Like there could never be anybody else Telling me I was different from the rest. You were saying the...
- Fiction > RomancePrologue There are only two rules which you have to follow, above everything else: 1. Do not tell anyone about who you are, where you are from or what you are doing there. 2. Whatever you do, do not get attached to anyone. Simple, right? Nothing could possibly go wrong. Taking a deep breath,...
- Poetry > Free VerseCan anyone see me down here? I'm slowly suffocating. The darkness is swallowing me up Into the deep dark pits of hell. I'm falling, falling Into nothingness. A fate worse than death. Can no one save me?...
- Poetry > Free VerseDeath surrounds me Stone angels glare down Disapprovingly. This is not the domain of the living. Slabs of marble Line up In military formation On the dew-soaked grass. The wind whistles through the trees Bringing with it the scent of death, Of those who rest beneath my feet In their ...
- Poetry > Free VerseDiamonds, gold, jewels, Flash of platinum debit card. Money, money, money, A never-ending stream. No worries, no stressing, No struggling to make ends meet. Yet you take it all for granted And never stop to think What if it wasn't so easy? What if you had to work really hard Each...
- Poetry > Free VerseA modern classic Reinvented In an unexpected way. No longer simply red Nowadays It's all about black. Mysterious, darkness, death Black Has many meanings. Delicate, romantic, precious Rose Also has many interpretations. A black rose is a living juxtaposition....
- Poetry > Free VerseSun rises Over oven-baked ground Dry as a bone Screaming out for water Parched veins The waiting is endless Days, weeks, months And still there is no rain Overwhelming thirst The need is too strong Yet still the sky remains As cloudless and empty as ever....
- Fiction > Thriller/MysteryMy hand shook as I washed the blood off the knife. Even though I’d been building up to it for so long, it seemed almost unreal now it was over. He was gone. Edward, the brother I’d both envied and hated for my whole life. And I had killed him. It had all started in 1886, when our father died, ...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionThis couldn’t be happening. Although my accountant was reciting the facts and figures that proved it, there had to be some way out of it. I just didn’t know how we could make such large losses and not realise it. I felt sick. Why me? I had everything I wanted in life – how could it be ripped a...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionI stepped onto the bus tentatively. The trepidation of what was to come hung over me like an axe waiting to fall. I knew that once I got on the bus, I was condemning myself to whatever consequences were sure to follow. I wanted to turn around, to run away and deny that I had ever considered it. That...
