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  • Nonfiction > Sports
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    “And that’s the half!” Both sides of the stadium are packed, screaming and shaking milk-jugs decorated with ribbon and filled with rice or beads or something else that rattles incessantly. They start to empty, though; people go to piss and stuff their faces now that they won’t miss a sec...
  • Opinion > Discrimination
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    Don’t judge me because of my size. No, I’m not overweight. I’m not curvy. I don’t have the body of Adele or Tyra Banks. I’m not saying bigger girls don’t get judged, but the skinny girls do too. I’m 5 foot 5, 120 pounds. I know this is the body that girls dream of, the body t...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    That night It meant nothing I know But Still It meant everything To me...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    It’s him. And me. No us. An us? No us? Maybe. One day An us. Next day No us. Someday Days pass And pass No us No us He comes. But I? I run. But why? Don’t know I run. Days pass Days pass No us But I? I stop. But why? Don’t know He comes Days pa...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    They say a picture Is worth one thousand words But what if Sometimes One thousand words are need To show What cannot be seen...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    When clothes remain neat And hands stop searching. When tangles legs unwind And twisted sheets lie smooth. When tongues no longer taste skin And frantic lips search for naught. What remains? A pile of lies Those ruined nights And my shattered heart...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My trust in you A thin glass wall So frail Easily broken Transparent I am blind To lies In plain sight Hairline fractures But still I deny Try to fix And repair You pile more behind Secrets Lies Start to overflow I see nothing La La La I hear nothing It is shattered I cannot...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    This is my addiction. From Dr. Suess left in my crib to Madeline in the glow of passing streetlamps to Harry Potter at age six to literally anything I can get my literary paws on, I have been a word junkie since before I even knew my alphabet. Once I realized that those black and white scribbles act...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I’m not what you expect. Looking at me 5 years ago, no one would ever predict the person I would become. I was that strange overachiever with frizzy hair and too many skirts. I listened to classical music and was just plain weird. I wore a dress on a field trip to an amusement park one time; I don...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Pain. Blinding, searing pain. It courses through my knee. I can’t walk on it. I can’t move it. I can’t even touch it. Pain races down one nerve and up another. I grit my teeth and take another step. Pain. Pain is always there. It never leaves or relents. Crutches were helpful for a week or two...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Elyse ambled down the silent street, lost in reverie of the earlier night/morning. Her heels clicked on the cobblestones. Her red dress brushed against her legs. Her hair stuck to the back of her sweaty neck. It had been the perfect party. The right music played. The right people came. The right foo...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    Once upon a time, there was a forest covered in snow. A small wagon bumped and bounced along the dirt path that wound through these trees. Now, this is no ordinary forest. The trees can walk and talk and all other kinds of things. The path is never the same from one hour to the next, and who knew wh...
  • Reviews > Book Reviews
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    I have never read a Stephen King book. I never really even thought of it before reading On Writing, in which the acclaimed horror novelist blends tales of his own childhood with helpful tips for any aspiring author. Stephen King tells of his youth, not as a continuous tale, but as a series of ev...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    A mass of white surrounds me when I land on the hard surface. I slowly drift downward, the dark depths beneath me. I am jerked upward towards the bright sky. Air surrounds me, yet water runs over my face in streams. The stinging liquid attacks my eyes and coats my tongue with its harsh flavor. It’...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    Once upon a time, there was a forest covered in snow. A small wagon bumped and bounced along the dirt path that wound through these trees. Now, this is no ordinary forest. The trees can walk and talk and all other kinds of things. The path is never the same from one hour to the next, and who knew wh...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My life in slow motion Like swimming through syrup Life all around It's full speed ahead The sound dulls to a roar Echoes in my ear When I walk They separate Not with awe nor fear But as if a ghost walked the halls I seem far off A veil surrounds me A bubble made real Nothing else ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    1 week after Dear Anne, I don’t know who else to talk to. I confided everything in you—every homework assignment I forgot to do, every little crush I had, every white lie I ever told our parents. You knew it all. We told each other everything. We were as close to one person and two could ever ...

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