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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    It’s cold out. I never liked the cold. Little delicate flakes of snow flutter down from the clouds. A cluster of a few of them land on my navy sweater-covered shoulder. I lift it up with my finger and hold it up to the light. Every little line on each snowflake is unique, he always told me. ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I remember how you taught me how to play football. I remember when I saw a drawing you made of your future little sister. I remember when we played basketball in that tiny hoop in your room. I remember when we would go practically high on sour candy and chocolate. I remember how you were proud...
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    If I jump It will all be over But I’m not sure if that’s a bad thing I kind of want it to be Over Then all of them will know I was serious They would feel bad about everything How they treated me How I would go home And cry for hours on end Into my pillow And I would curse them all ...
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    This beautiful mountain top Niagara Falls Never been here before My baby sister and I But it’s incredible The trees, the leaves The flowers, the bees The water, the waterfall The sky, the clouds The grass, the dirt I can see all the colors of the rainbow And then some Red A Cardin...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I started painting my nails black two years ago. It was the day he forgot about me. It was the day he started kissing that other girl in between classes. She was a cheerleader. He was a football player. I should have seen it coming. At the time I was the funny girl, and also kind of smart....
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    I wake up on the couch to a shrieking baby cry. Lightning shoots through the window and illuminates the entire main room of our apartment. Seconds later, I jump in response to the bellowing thunder. On the floor, my boyfriend is fast asleep. He has been up for probably more than fifty hours, so ...
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    I wish I could be more like Marcie I would respect my authority and call them ‘Sir’ I wish I could be more like Franklin I would appreciate my heritage and not criticize others for theirs I wish I could be more like Frieda I would be more proud of my hair and my self, ‘naturally curl...
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    I’m shopping for shoes So many choices Which is your favorite? Which would make you smile? Or even notice me? Purple converse Look original, casual An eye-catching color But I wear too much purple I don’t want you to think I’m colorblind Or something Black leather over-the-knee ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My friend My incredible friend My best friend since kindergarten We grew up together I shot up like corn...or something I grew up You shot up like a vine...or something You grew up, too We weren’t always together But we never changed Our lives didn’t change diversely Polite, growing...
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    I am afraid of this blank white paper Afraid that, if given the opportunity I would write all my thoughts on this paper And I would write about you All about you From your dark hair To your worn-out shoes I am frightened of this now written-on paper Because now that I’ve started writing...
  • Opinion > School / College
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    There is a wonderful girl living in the United States right now. She has worked hard in school as much as possible from the first day of kindergarten to the last week of her senior year in high school. Her parents are hardworking people, but they always had a hard time finding work in their downto...
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    Heather rolled her eyes at her mother as she flounced out of the house. Her flowing white cotton tunic top was warm from the dryer, and her skinny jeans were tucked right into her caramel-colored boots. Her hair was straightened but curled at the tips. Her mom never was very impressed with her ap...

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