Facebook Activity



Teen Ink on Twitter

Home > Advanced Search

Advanced Search Results


We found 6 items that match your search.
Switch to basic search »
Refine advanced search »
Results per page: Advanced search
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
    Custom User Avatar
    I looked towards my Nana, with my pleading eyes searching her face, for a sign. Any sign in her old, wise, judging eyes that told me she wanted me to answer the phone call of the pleading man’s voice. I knew that voice, that voice behind the phone. “Xiomahara, I love you,” It reminded me of th...
  • Reviews > Book Reviews
    Custom User Avatar
    A young man dreams about what he is going to do in life. He starts planning and wondering what he is going to do to leave his mark on the world. The world is his oyster he has endless possibilities, but the war changes all of that. He soon finds himself in a trench fighting for his life engulfed wit...
  • Nonfiction > Academic
    Custom User Avatar
    Her youth, her innocence, acute sense of justice and naïve point of view, these are all the reasons why Scout is the narrator of the novel. She is just an innocent child when the story begins, yet we get to see her grow up and see how everything that happens around her makes her change and grow up....
  • Hot Topics > Bullying
    Custom User Avatar
    When I was a child I never gave a second glance at a reflection, I never saw anything wrong or bad with me because the person staring back at me was just me. But it wasn’t until I was in sixth grade that I started to notice how weird and awkward I looked. It all started the minute I stepped out of...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    Custom User Avatar
    In a single heartbeat I would pick you Again and again If I had to pick another I wouldn’t, if you Leave me in this world alone I swear that in a single heartbeat I would die toasting to your love All the money and riches in the world Are nothing compared to you...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
    Custom User Avatar
    When I was five years old I would visit my dad every weekend, never missing any of the few special moments I had with him. I would always pretend on those weekends that my dad, mom and I were the perfect family, hiding a terrible secret underneath. I was five, young, pure and innocent I didn’t kno...

Launch Teen Ink Chat
Site Feedback