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  • Fiction > Fan Fiction
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    “Goodbye John.” John stares up at the building in horror, knowing what Sherlock intends to do but not really believing it. There is no sound despite the crowded street around John. Sherlock, arms outstretched, like a bird that’s been shot down, tumbles through the air towards the sidewalk...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I can hear someone shouting and crying, the noises echoing down the hallway that separates my room from my parent’s room. I try to shut it out, but the screams bounce around the inside of my skull until it’s all I can hear. Finally it becomes too much. “What on earth are you guys watching?!...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    My fingers tap to a rhythm on the binder, randomly changing from one tune to the next, beating out the disjointed nature of my thoughts. While one hand taps, the other draws. Effortlessly the vision in my mind grows on the page, lines gradually taking recognizable shapes. It’s not always this e...
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    I bound up onto the boughs of the tree effortlessly, the limbs barely swaying under my weight. I glory the in feeling of being so high, heights never held fear for me. “Papa!” I pause with one foot on the next branch and turn to look down at my 8-year old daughter. Her brows are furrowe...
  • Hot Topics > Bullying
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    “Well, what do you think?” I giggled, overcome with joy at this moment. I twirled for them, letting them see the whole dress. The strapless white gown tied in the back with an old fashioned corset-like ribbon. It flared slightly at the hips creating a subtle princess effect without being a fu...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    “Oh my God did you see the roses she had? It’s so cute and so romantic… Ah, if only someone would do that for me!”… “Hey did you finish the Spanish project? Our group isn’t quite done yet and it’s stressing me out!”… “I played Assassin’s Creed for two hours last night...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I shift slightly, trying to stretch my stiff limbs without moving too much. But the small movement does not escape his notice. “Stay still!” Pedro commands. His eyebrows are furrowed in concentration, his hands expertly wielding a paintbrush. I fight off a smile, I know he won’t be sat...
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    The door shuts with a click behind me and I turn to look at my son sitting behind the principal’s desk. His cheek is scraped and it looks like he has the beginnings of a black eye. The crinkles in his forehead speak of worry and guilt despite the rigid bearing of defiance. “Your son Trist...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    My seat vibrates and I listen with excitement mixed with some apprehension to the shudders running through the shuttle as it starts to lift off. I lie flat in my seat, pressed down by the incredible force. We’re finally going! I can’t believe that we’re finally going into space. The force ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The soft pillow presses into my face until I feel I can’t breathe anymore but still I can’t stop. I can’t stop the awful sounds coming from my chest, or the tears I didn’t know I still had left. I can’t even really explain why I’m so upset, why I can’t seem to control myself. The te...
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    “Higher Mama, higher!” Rose shouts. The purple ribbon in her hair whips past her face as she stays motionless for a moment, before gravity pulls the swing back towards me. She kicks her little feet in the air as she comes back down, one of her shoes has already come loose and lays unharmed in ...
  • Fiction > Action-Adventure
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    Pfft. My foot slips for a moment on the loose, rock trail. I shield my eyes from the setting sun trying to see how much farther we need to go. My father stops for a moment besides me. “Tired already? Come on, you’re younger than me!” he exclaims encouragingly. I can’t possibly stop...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I set the mug down on the counter for a moment, listening to the music coming from the adjoining room. A smile comes over my face, ever since she had been diagnosed with cancer a month ago Esme had been too sick to play the piano. The tin of herbal tea lays open as I ponder over which flavor she...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    One day I was sure who I was. Today I can’t even remember my own name. The electric lights above me buzz and hum like so many angry insects in time with my throbbing headache. It’s difficult to concentrate when your eyes are playing tricks on you. For the past few days, weeks possibly, I’v...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Grasping those fading golden strands There at the edge of the world And reaching farther into the beyond Refusing to let go, dragging me from my home And yet I’m tired of trying to hold on The day was bright and warm and wonderful But the day passed by, never stopping for me And I’m tur...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Wake up! I’m talking to you, the nameless, the faceless, those people you don’t see in the light of day. They’re often mistaken for the shadows of other people who somehow have two. They think to themselves, you don’t care. And you’re right, I don’t. I don’t care if you...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    Have you ever looked down on a barren land Searching for the brushstrokes of an unknown hand? Staring into a sky of robin egg blue Tracing hairline cracks signaling life anew Lifting up wings promising the gift of flight To soar up to the stars twinkling in the night Diving to the depths...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Following the wandering path Through the quiet trees I come across a silent bird Staring down at me I did not speak a word Merely stood and stared And we peered at the other As long as we dared And finally we broke the spell And looked the other way But we understood each other finally...
  • Opinion > Discrimination
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    When Obama was elected president in 2008, he was heralded as the first African American president. And yet, that’s all some people see. Some of us only voted for him because he was black, others of us didn’t for the same reason. And the rest of us, voted for or against him, based on his polic...
  • Nonfiction > Heroes
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    To many teenagers, their siblings are a tiring, bothersome nuisance. A beloved nuisance perhaps, but still a nuisance. But not my brother; he is different. Ever since I was little, I always looked up to him. In my eyes, he could do no wrong. I never ratted him out on anything, and always took h...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    When into the west Apollo has gone And the depths of night surround me I am found in the shadows waiting there For my love and lord to appear During the day I only sleep dreaming Wishing I could but stand by his side I awake at night to find him there His presence that I hath sensed close, ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I had a dear friend once, Her name was Lucy. She wasn’t a best friend, She was a sister In all but blood. We went through life together Never far apart. And although we both had husbands We were the halves of a heart. But Lucy, she had problems Couldn’t connect with people Staye...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I saved someone from the fiery depths. I held a hand through the black dust. I pulled someone from near death. I bore the weight of public trust. I led the way to freedom. I stopped the evil criminal. I beheld the scenes so gruesome. I was the silent sentinel. People said I had strength ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I may not remember the day, the hour, or the place. I didn’t know anyone who died. I didn’t understand why hatred separated religions and race. I only know that I cried. I cried for the pain that day and every year since. I cried for brothers and sisters lost. I cried for the people left...
  • Hot Topics > Letters to the Editor
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    In response to “AP Classes: Worth It?” I must say that they are. I myself am a sophomore enrolled in three AP classes, going to one of the most highly regarded public high schools in the country. It’s true, my friends and I are sleep-deprived. We wake up at 5:00 am every morning to get to z...

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