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  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    My shoulders quivered as I entered the classroom; that door would launch me into adulthood. Since my first move when I was eight, I'd never stayed in one house for more than a year. By seventh grade, I’d moved six times. This year, I needed make a friend, or else I would become a quinte...
  • Poetry > Song Lyrics
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    Watching suns go down at paisley noon lying, waiting for the milky moon Shallow breathing names in the tree sitting quiet with a memory   do do do do do do do do do   This lonely child's been wishing for you on shooting stars wishing for you   This lonely child's been drea...
  • Poetry > Song Lyrics
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    Lying here on these cold days Shallow air around me sways Sometimes you need to be seen Fire fire burning bright, extinguished by judgemental light Sometimes you need to be heard They run me through Nothing to do I press on, I press on Sometimes You gotta sink back into reality Sometime...
  • Poetry > Song Lyrics
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    Chorus: You were my H20, my oxygen You were the heart beating in my chest. It’s my fault, Never fall in love with someone who cheats. It’s my fault, Never fall in love with someone who lies So much time, but turns out you were stealing mine.   Bridge: You were my H20, my oxygen Y...
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    The girl in the mirror smooths her hair prepping for all people aware Bags and blemishes hidden away fake personality there to stay The soul inside cries out to be heard unconscious feelings left deferred Wishing on a fallen star aching heart so close yet far   ~ Shimer shimer, spar...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    There was a delicate cry drifting through the air. Somewhere, hidden behind a lie, the voices haunt her dreams; they whisper, demonic, eerie, chilling, sharp like the shatter of glass into a million tiny pieces. Now and then a gasp for air, sharp, filling the space with a lingering depression - a de...
  • Nonfiction > Academic
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    Alien: a word with many different interpretations; generally it is describing something strange and too different from others to be considered “acceptable”. This is not always referring to the Green guys that we imagine live in space; sometimes an alien is much more recognizable to us in our mod...
  • Nonfiction > Academic
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    Everyone wants what is unattainable; such is the nature of human temptation. Knowing that we are supposed to stay away from something, makes it all the more appealing, arousing our natural curiosity. Although we know something is detrimental to us, our subconscious is poisoning our self-judgment wit...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    It’d be easy if monsters were under my bed, yet their all hidden inside my head. Close my eyes and drift away, trade this one in for another day. Please hold me tight, and love me right. Tell me I’m the one you’ll keep then gently rock me back to sleep....
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    We emerge from the city one by one the expected white trash, backstreet scum. Tall black boots and backbiting eyes. A cold cash cling a one night thing. Never count your money never close your eyes. Walk away and don’t look back leave the cards in clean cut stack. A zi...
  • Nonfiction > Academic
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    F. Scott Fitzgerald's novel, The Great Gatsby, is a story that yanks at your heart and pushes for your tears, it constantly craves your attention, and hooks you in its entrancing plot right up to the last word. The narrator of the story, Nick Carraway, moves to Long Island next door to the mans...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Once upon a time in a land not so far away called Detroit, a 5 year old little girl named Sophie was slumped in front of a television, intently eyeballing a weekly dance show with mild interest. It was a broiling hot summer night, with nothing to do but watch the little TV box as she always did; u...
  • Hot Topics > Bullying
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    Although many will deny it, we have all found ourselves forming a premature opinion of someone we have never even met. No matter if this person is someone, at your school, someone you work with, or even someone you pass by in a store; you look at people and start to assume things that may or may not...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    A dust covered book lays silently on a shelf, waiting for someone to open it up for a while and enjoy himself. The novel never speaks its desires, just waits day after day, while the bookworms continuously eat it away. On page ninety nine when the army will finally attack, oh, to see a youn...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Camping Trip Expectation: You pack up a whole load of camping supplies in the trunk of your car then you simply float off to a fantastical camping site, singing show tunes all the way. You unload your car in a minute or two, then you pitch you up your tents. Then your family goes off and spl...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Scared of what others will think of you Scared of what they might do. On your bed at night you lay with none of the “cool” kids will you play. you might be judged your faith might be nudged But you won’t give in you know you can win, if you just try a little bit longer. ...
  • Poetry > Limerick
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    I hate the way they mess around with my head I’m sick of it, so today I'll pull out my hope chest instead. This treasure box is the one that holds my past, I close it and lock it, that’s how I make it last. I open it up, and on the floor it’s contents I spread. I am surrounded b...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Knocking on the echoing head. It’s evil. That’s all that can really be said. Laying with my eyes open in bed. Through my whole body the fear has spread. Knowing all the while I might wake up dead. Into this fantastical nightmare I have been lead. A body hand sewn thread by thread Lips ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Child oh child in your ballet shoes, dancing and prancing til midday or noon. You dance the dance of innocence the one that I’ve forgotten since. Please teach me the twirls and the whirls of your sway, then with the good kids I can play everyday. Leap with me, and I'll leap ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    When I eat rice I pretend I'm in Japan When I drink tea I pretend I'm in England When I eat curry I pretend I'm in India When I eat cheese from a bottle I know I'm in America...
  • Nonfiction > Travel & Culture
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    “Come on guys, keep up with the program!” my dad yelled to me and my seven siblings as we staggered behind him on the busiest street of Santiago. We were searching for a place to eat before we returned to the tiny stone house with a roof made of straw, which we had been drawn to call “home” ...
  • Hot Topics > Letters to the Editor
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    I would like to thank you for changing my life in a tremendous way. A couple months ago I discovered the Teen Ink website by chance, and now I can't imagine life without it. Before it, I would scribble down random writing, always figuring they wouldn't amount to much. Now that I have found Teen Ink,...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I lead on with confidence you believe me fully. I tell you I've done it all you don't seem to doubt. I feel the lies forming in my chest it all comes naturally. One thing leads to another and you think high of me. But lies are lies and hate is hate and I am not the me ...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    I’m the guilty party take me away, all of my morals I did betray. All of my senses leapt over the fences. In the moment my mind had turned blind. Before me you knelt I knew how you felt so I gave you what you wanted....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I meet new people every time I open a book cover. I tear through the pages of their lives, anxiously uncovering their darkest secrets. I learn of their sorrows and joys. I empathize with the struggles they overcome. I become friends with the black ink dancing on the parchment. I never wis...

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