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  • Opinion > Discrimination
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    I think that stereotypes don’t make sense and they’re just plain stupid. You want to know why? I’m going to tell you why. I’m going to say one word, and tell me what you think of as soon as I say it. Asians. Most of you people out there (especially if you’re not Asian) immediately...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I was surprised When I first saw you I quietly watched Away from you I opened my mouth And spoke to you I’d one day say I love you...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I miss you more than I thought I would, Mere inches are miles away But when you won’t help me close the distance It’s not really “a-okay.” But by and by my hold released And my mind no longer drifts I don’t pretend that I like it But it’s only increased the rift You’re not ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Something was wrong- very, very wrong- and I had no idea what it was. I’d just finished work, and I unlocked the front door. Ignoring the police sirens that I heard, I stepped into the living room and realized that the carpet was damp. When I flicked the light switch on, I discovered that both Mr....
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Summer went both faster and slower than it had in the past. It went faster because I was getting older, which meant that three months was a smaller fraction of my life than it had been a year ago. It went slower because now, I was absolutely friendless and alone. At least Jeremee had been around to ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I packed up everything the day before, left a note for my dad, and carried everything that I had brought there to school. There was so little to bring that I was able to dump it all in my locker. I hadn’t expected anything when I got back- certainly not Jeremee tattling on me. I mean, who tattles ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I lugged my backpack into the house, leaving my violin at school on accident. I heard voices arguing and closed the door behind me. Jane was back. Her black hair was extremely uneven- strands of hair that were ten inches long were next to three-inch-long strands. She held a pair of scissors in he...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    So this- this pain- this was what it was like. She hadn’t shot him in the head or the heart, but in the leg instead. At first, he wondered why. Now, he knew. He had never truly felt the pain that he had inflicted on others. He had stolen, he had lied, and he had murdered.. And now he was gettin...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    “Here goes nothing,” I told Cam when the “gang” knocked on my (the Brownes’) front door. I knew that if I didn’t open it, they would barge in. there was a no-nonsense attitude surrounding them. And so I opened the door and greeted them like this happened on a daily basis. “Hey guys.”...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    It was sudden. I had gone to my orchestra locker and got my violin. When I turned around, the twins had appeared. I managed to hide my shock as I studied them. Their amber eyes were malicious and ruthless. They were also much more muscular than me, although I do have muscles from lacrosse. I still t...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    When I found both Mr. Browne (I still couldn’t call him Blake) and my mom in the house, I knew that something was up. Mr. Browne was on the phone. “Yes… yes, Mr. Rivercreek, I understand… yes… no, you… can’t you just… look…” I halted in my tracks. Why was Mr. Browne on the pho...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The week had exhausted me, and I’d fallen asleep after a good, long shower. I’d had wet hair when I had gone and now that I was awake, I was beginning to regret not waiting for my hair to dry before going to bed. But something was wrong. It wasn’t time to get up yet. And someone else was in my...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    Hand in hand We walk through the meadow Hand in hand We trudge through morning dew Hand in hand We smile at each other Hand in hand My heart wants no other Hand in hand I feel so warm Hand in hand I’m definitely not forlorn Hand in hand My mind loses focus Hand in hand My feet don...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    They say they are Your closest friend Yet you don’t mean A thing to them Maybe they mean The world to you They’re all that you have And then you’re cheated Told that you thought wrong Makes you wonder If you mean the world To anyone So searing the pain So severe the blow No displ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Thanksgiving Break- thank goodness. I hate school and having a break is always nice. What a huge relief- just when I needed it most. Maybe life doesn’t hate me as much as I thought it did after all. I looked over at the clock to see that it was about noon. I ran a hand through my hair in an att...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I knew something had changed when I walked into the cafeteria and I saw Kaiel sitting next to Caryn. That wouldn’t be highly unusual except for the fact that they were sitting much closer than usual. I approached the table with a sense of dread. I’d known this would eventually happen, suspected ...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    My name is Alex Faure, and this is my story... “I wasn’t always an only child. I had an older brother, Jaycen. He was my best friend. He was seven years my senior, but he always made time for me. He loved me. I was very blessed to have him for an older brother. When I started getting teased a...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    “’Lex, come here a second.” Kaiel was tugging on my arm. “It’s kind of urgent.” “Is this about Caryn?” I asked. “How did you know?” “I didn’t- it was a lucky guess.” “Well, come on.” Kaiel gently lugged me away, yanking me by the wrist until we were in his b...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    I was starting to come home to a house of pieces more and more often. I'm in sixth grade and I'm just a kid- a kid named Alex Meyer. But this is the life I have to lead- the life I was stuck with. There are days when the fighting gets physical- and I’m usually the one that ends up cleaning up. I c...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    She Sabotaged My Suicide Attempt I smiled wryly as I took a deep breath of fresh air. My breathing was surprisingly even, considering why I stood here. It was a cold winter day- in fact, it was the day after Christmas. Rain pelted the ground- not snow, rain. Snow doesn't stick in Texas. I haven't...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    The water swished as I carefully walked down the steps. I cringed as my bare feet met cold water- it was the middle of March and not a very cold day. My body- the lower half- was now submerged in the water. I looked up and into the eyes o my father, who was also the senior pastor and just about to...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I woke up feeling absolutely terrible. My head pounded, I was drenched in sweat, and my throat felt so incredibly dry that ten cups of water wasn’t going to cut it- more like nine gallons. I was obviously sick. But I can’t skip school. I downed a little medicine to ease my headache, then devo...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    I was trying to die But I’m still alive now I watched you instead The blood flows out of you now I wish that we could trade places But it’s too late now I’m just a coward- I run away now...
  • Opinion > Points of View
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    For a writer, one of the worst things that can happen to you is to have an idea hit you when you have no access to a writing utensil. I can’t help it- it’s the truth. You can’t always remember what you want to write. You can’t remember what emotion you were trying to convey. In fact, later, ...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    You left me here Left me confused You left me here And I felt used You left me here Without a choice You left me here Without my voice...

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