Teen Ink

Advanced Search Results

• Opinion > School / College
  Crucible Essay: Dynamic Characters

  

  By NicholasJohnButlersGirl4-Ever, Waycross, GA

  The Crucible The play The Crucible actually takes place in Salem Boston during the time of the Salem witch trials. Throughout the story of The Crucible written by Arthur Miller there were many dynamic characters. Some of these characters include characters such as Abigail Williams and Reverend P...
• Hot Topics > Bullying
  Whats the Reasoning behind it?

  

  By NicholasJohnButlersGirl4-Ever, Waycross, GA

  Why is it that bullies feel the need to pick on you? Well fist we must know what bulling is. Wikipedia defines bulling as "the use of force or coercion to abuse or intimidate others." But bulling can be more than physical. It can a emotional and physical thing. But my question is why? Why ...
• Poetry > Sonnet
  LOVE Sonnet

  

  By NicholasJohnButlersGirl4-Ever, Waycross, GA

  Love is like an Tattoo, It’s led by fate. Once I have you, I can never date. You are my one and only What I see in you I’ll never know. With you I’m no longer lonely, I just hope that you’ll never up and go. Just between us two, Your smile is like the glowing sun. It will alway...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Color RED

  

  By NicholasJohnButlersGirl4-Ever, Waycross, GA

  Red Is.... The color of anger, The color of hatred, And of War. Red is Also.... The color of Romance, Of passion, And Love. Red is an strange color, Of Wonder, Power, And Lust....
• Poetry > All Poetry
  I Beg You

  

  By NicholasJohnButlersGirl4-Ever, Waycross, GA

  You came to me When I needed a friend You knew everything I thought, I felt You knew my weaknesses You knew my problems You told me where I was wrong You felt my Loneliness And promised to stay long You knew what I was going through Now when you won’t go I want you to know How much I L...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Dark Angel

  

  By NicholasJohnButlersGirl4-Ever, Waycross, GA

  I opened my eyes to the most beautiful man standing at my window. He spread his jet black wings and dripped blood, He touched me and his touch reeked of death. “Who are you?” I demanded in a whisper. I am the dark angel, I have been sent to punish you. He touched his forehead to mine. I am...
• Art /
  Photo > Photographs
  

  Me and My Blue hair

  

  By NicholasJohnButlersGirl4-Ever, Waycross, GA
• Art /
  Photo > Photographs
  

  Me,Myself,and Time three

  

  By NicholasJohnButlersGirl4-Ever, Waycross, GA
• Art /
  Photo > Photographs
  

  Me,Myself, and Time two

  

  By NicholasJohnButlersGirl4-Ever, Waycross, GA
• Art /
  Photo > Photographs
  

  Me,Myself,and time

  

  By NicholasJohnButlersGirl4-Ever, Waycross, GA