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  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    You hear them before you see them. Dogs, mutts of all kinds, that’s what you first notice when you volunteer at BARK. I grab a leash and enter a vast room of cages filled with dogs which jump and whine. I decide to walk a dog in the far right cage. Emmitt’s a cute little thing with a dark chocol...
  • Hot Topics > Health
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    She’s not sure when she lost herself, but she knows she has. She couldn’t tell you when her birthday is. Or her mother’s maiden name. She can’t remember the face of her first love, or what she wanted to be when she was all grown up. But she can tell you the first type of drug she ever used. ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I don’t choose to be straight. I don’t choose to love a man I did wake up and say I’m going to like the opposite sex So how come gay people do Do you think they choose the abuse? The judging The pain Breaking their family Getting killed Not allowed to marry or have kids How come peop...
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    Your a stranger. I'm not suppose to talk to you. But yet I must. But its not right, your not suppose to be a stranger. A few months ago you weren't. You were someone i new. someone id known all my life. someone i use to love, to trust, to need in my life. now your just some man, who someti...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Ever since I can remember my nickname has been Jezabell. My birth name is Jessica, which in the year I was born was the most popular girl name. But my daddy called me Jezabell, if I was sad, upset, or just had one of those father daughter moments. And sometimes my mother would call me Jezabell, too....
  • Hot Topics > What Matters
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    Dear people magazine, At the end of the year I look forward to reading the special issue. But as always, I know at one point ill feel sick. As I find the page of the fallen soldiers, glancing threw the names I noticed something. There was only one Canadian. That’s not true, so I decided to do r...
  • Opinion > Spirituality / Religion
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    “Jessica you’ll play the preacher” called the teacher calling out parts. My friends burst into laugher “ The atheist preacher” I smiled, giggling. She went on threw the list. At the end we sat there waiting for the bell to ring. “ Hey Jess” I turn to look at a group of my classma...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Mai Thomas skipped down the street. Her light brown hair put into pick tales, bobbed up and down. She was singing a little melody, while going to her best friends Alex’s house. They were going to barbies, Alex had received four new ones for her sixth birthday. Mai was exited, her mother was less t...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    Hey mom I voted to day. I sign someone’s rights away A stranger ill never meet a woman on the street. I man working hard Providing for his community at large. Hey mom the bill I’m happy past. At long last. Hey Mom California voted today taking people’s rights away. They say...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I what to be your girl, To be the one you wanted To be the one you held Cared about, smiled at Told me I was yours I wanted to be Friends told me he was mean to me I ignored them Believing that you cared Teachers asked if I was okay There eyes showed concern As mine shown tears Wishing...
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    I hate AA. Were all suffocating in this circle, our air now fruity perfume and cologne. To hiding the smell of alcohol or something else something better. Smoke and perfume sting my nostrils, giving me a headache. Mark our therapist shifts uneasily in his chair, he clears his throat “How about ...
  • Nonfiction > Travel & Culture
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    “ Your all American citizens, so you should pass this fake American citizenship test” the teacher yells to our civics class. I roll my eyes; of course I don’t look like an immigrant. I’m a pale white girl; I can only speak English, and have no accent. People have always asked my parents wher...
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    I know im great. I can tell by the fact every girl is looking at me, instead of listening to the teacher. I sit with a group of my best friends. All of us wearing our football jersey. Were talking over the teacher. “ I think there’s going to be scouts there tonight” Jo says. “ Yeah they ...
  • Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
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    I tried so hard to be prefect. I thought I need to shine all the time, that a flaw was a death sentence. But with time cover up starts to fade. My flaws showed, the parts of me that should be hidden at all costs were shown for you to pick at. For every person, friend or fo, to point out shove it dow...
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    My eyes are closed, to hide the tears. I bite my lip hoping, of all people, you’d care. Maybe im just stupid, for falling so fast. Maybe its your fault for not catching me. Maybe it was writers for miss leading me into thinking things would change. Maybe it was tv, how in the end everything turned...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    Don't tell her you love her and then walk away don't tell her she's beatiful and not stay becasue your not the first boy to lead her astra. Use her and leave her, never thinking she means it when she tells you she loves you thinking its just part of the game. so boy im begging you don' use...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    Boys I'm not lying when i say i am scared. Scared of what i couldn't see, but even my enemys could. Scared of the fact that i'll have to see you for the next four years every day. I'm scared of the fact that one day my kids will ask about my first kiss. I'm scared of my answer, how not only m...
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    who start of a text with I’m saying goodbye who wakes up to find they’ve been leaved behind thrown aside, in the trash alone. who comes to there funeral and laughs in the face of the once happy girl who you lied with and to. so when you say goodbye, ill be ready. the all do in the end. a...
  • Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
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    There Leaving. A month of watching my tongue, of trying hard not to fight is over. Their bags are packet, and there shoes are one. Were saying good byes, the next time I’ll visit them is if my aunt gets married. She has a baby and they don’t want to get married. And the next time they come visit...
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    She started to laugh, because the room got quiet. She started to cry, because she needed to see she was still alive. she started to write, because life got to real. she started to sing, becasue she waited to feel the music beating threw her heart. She wore black, becasue to her it should sh...
  • Nonfiction > Heroes
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    They didn't start this world rich. With money to spare, they start there life together poor apart from there love. Valire was used to being second because of sister. And Michael was the way yourger then his sister and brother. They were married on Decmber 19, 1959, while he was on leave. Two year la...
  • Nonfiction > Heroes
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    A man walks on to the stage. An a defing crowd welcomes him, women and men weep aloud. So does my mother, knowing that are soliders are coming home. Knowing there house will be saved, knowing there is a thing called hope. The next day a girl says that her friends dad lost his job becasue of that man...
  • Opinion > Pop Culture / Trends
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    My mother and I looked uncomfortably through the clothes in the junior section. I glanced at my mother, an we met each others eyes we grimiest. I’m not fat I’m around 150, 160 and am 5’6. I got hips and so does my mum, but even for my cousin who is tall but does not have as big of hips as me. ...
  • Hot Topics > Environment
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    The world around use let out a sigh. Not the people, but the earth it’s self. It was hoping to get a response out of its in habitués. They were destroying her, cutting down there forest. Polluting her sea’s, along with her air. And the animals were dying as there homes were destroyed. She pined...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    Its a word nothing inportain nothing special but as you yell it a the kid that weres black it no longer nothing it hurt...

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