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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Strips of smooth desert land whip past either side of Ankita’s face. Billows of heat seem to rise out of the frying, browning land; she wonders how her surroundings are not yet dead. They quietly burn and wilt from Rajasthan’s heat, but somehow never stop growing. Ankita averts her eyes from the...
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    I forced myself to give the clock another glance, and yes, it was still six-thirty five. I was planning to leave at seven o’clock despite the interview starting at eight and the office being a short 15-minute walk away, to save time for emergencies. Today was too important to risk messing up with ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    A mermaid played with the laughing waves She chased them to the shore They lapped the feet of the sandy beach As she basked in the stickiness of the summer sun A fisherman saw her sandy tail And he saw the rolls of her sun kissed back "Ah," he said with a smirk that chilled "No...
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    I am a dreamer, curious and hopeful. I wonder what my future will be like and how my actions today will affect it. I hear time ticking as important due dates come closer, and I sigh as I see my childhood and innocence drifting farther and farther away. I strive to be the perfect, sparkling girl...
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    When I was young, I used to keep a diary. My friends would laugh at me and make fun of me, because they didn’t understand the great importance of that little notebook and how it affected me. You see, I am an introspective person. I like to delve deep into my overpowering emotions and analyze them ...
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    The café was brightly lit and had a cheerful, welcoming glow. Couples and families could be seen through the windows, and their laughs were genuine and pure. I used to love everything about Peter’s Café: the coffee, the food, the workers, and most of all, the customers. Everyone was always happy...
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    Melchior fumbled through the tangled mass of thorny bushes, relying solely on his undying love and faint memory to lead him to the place that he was so strongly attached to. The place that he used to come to every single evening without fail to get away from it all, the place that he kept to himself...
  • Opinion > Sports / Hobbies
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    I personally think that in terms of reading, society has changed immensely compared to the past and we are heading in a negative direction. Nobody has the time to read anymore. It has gotten to the point where we occasionally see someone pick up a magazine while waiting for an appointment, or while ...
  • Opinion > Social Issues / Civics
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    Recently, New York Times writer Holly Korbey published a story regarding the overwhelming frustration that parents of preschoolers are facing while attempting to coax their kids into finishing their homework assignments. That’s right, four-year-old children are now being asked to complete nightly ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Only three minutes left For the heated game I can see the scoreboard blinking With the shrill ringing of the referee’s whistle Feet begin thumping with a snap And just like that we are all dashing Towards the orange bucket Ignoring the cries of my parched throat I run towards the striking ...
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    Pitter-patter, pitter-patter The midnight rain falls relentlessly against her window She is still wide awake, wearing a blank visage Pitter-patter, pitter-patter The rain is falling harder. Slowly, she rises from the soft sea of white blankets And walks towards her looming window It seems as ...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    The Pakistan floods have killed so many There are homeless people without even a penny Children are dying from lack of care Mosquitoes are swarming their bodies and hair They are desperate and need help, can’t we spare any? Villages are swallowed by full swollen rivers The state of this co...
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