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  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    And then I said, “I used to suffer from depression.” The argument stopped cold. To this day I’m not sure what caused me to blurt out one of my greatest secrets to my father in the car that night, but I was pretty sure I had just won the argument. I had slammed the proverbial ace of spades down...
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    It's funny how in a moment all of the things you are anticipating and anxious about can be swept away. When tunnel vision sets in, you become so engrossed in the issue at hand that nothing else matters. Similarly, when you get in an argument, sometimes it doesn't even matter who's wrong or ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Paper. The thing we write our lives on. It lives undeniably beneath us, simply blank until we fill in the space between the blue lines with… something. Whether it be a problem involving mathematics, a note to that special girl, or boy, a phone number that you really can’t afford to for...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Every Friday I saddle up, And make the twenty-minute trip home. For you. Laura. The apple of my eye. I like to think I make the trip to see family or because I get sick of college, but the truth is that it’s for you. It’s always been for you. I try my best to make the two days betwe...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The cool night air was squeezed out of the way as our car blew past. It settled lazily a few moments later, the whorls losing their verve, idly waiting for another passerby. The back seat was soft, comfy, and your body felt warm close to mine. We exchanged words quietly while the wheels ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    A warm summer breeze blew through the open kitchen window of 17 Stark Avenue. The breeze flipped playfully through the big house, rushing past marble busts of long-deceased relatives and skimming the laurels of each family member, which lined the off-white walls of the immense victorian. Finding its...

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