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  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    The sun beats down on my back at 3:30 in the afternoon, but I have yet to get sunburn this summer. All I do is tan. Like a “perfect sun goddess,” as my pale best friend told me once. He’s in college now, and I miss him. Yet all I can think about is how that will be me in a year. My first day a...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    <p> <span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.600000381469727px;">I have dreams about</span><br style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-col...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I'm not much in the mood to write, actually. Not after today. But I feel like I have to. It's just one of those things that can't pass without some sort of documentation. Especially since my first funeral to attend was for someone three years younger than me, the same age as my little...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    People always say that “one minute it’s this, the next minute everything changes.” I disagree. It’s more like one second. One second to transform your entire day. The whole week. The weeks to come. All it takes is the passing of one tiny, seemingly insignificant second. I was in Ateanna...
  • Nonfiction > Interviews
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    Twelve high school students from the DFW area, loaded down with luggage, opened the doors to the Hilton DFW Lakes Executive Conference Center in Grapevine and walked across the lobby. In the corner near the check-in desk, faculty from the University of North Texas waited for the young journalists. H...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I knew the squirrels at the University of North Texas were more than a little friendly. I had seen their antics when I toured in the spring, reaching for bits of Chick-Fil-A from my mother. But these squirrels were on the border of being stalker-ish. My group from the workshop was trying to re...
  • Opinion > Pop Culture / Trends
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    I never thought I’d be much of a ?#?twittergoddess?. But I was wrong. I’m a Twitter ?#?freak?. I’m a Twitter ?#?maniac?. I will rule all of ?#?socialmedia?. I will be your ?#?internetqueen?. I mean, I’ve had an account for awhile. I used it to tweet for my school. “You wrote a ...
  • Nonfiction > Interviews
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    Corey Hale was in a dark room, filled with black light. All around him was blurred figures of people outlined in fluorescent colors. They came to him, dancing and making a great show of themselves. The room brightened and the people faded, and Hale floated around the room, looking down on himself. U...
  • Nonfiction > Interviews
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    University of Maryland sophomore Talia Richman has a split personality. One as a quiet student. The other as a passionate journalist willing to go to extremes to tell people’s stories. As soon as she puts on her “journalist hat,” Talia becomes a whole new person. As she looks out at a group...
  • Nonfiction > Interviews
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    The bow rustled in her hair as she stood in her driveway, her hands caressing the letter she had just read, a slight smile on her young face. "All my love… Forever." Those were the words that ended hundreds of letters that passed between Tracy and Jerry Gilles. She was 17 then. Twe...
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    It’s HOG Week at Timberview High School, and sophomore Hannah Patterson is covered in squid slime. "The gym is a giant mess," Patterson said. Students stand in a line on either side of the gym, leftover food and spilled drinks from the cafeteria trash covering the floor. They clutch ...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    No, you can’t always get what you want… No, you can’t always get what you want… No, you can’t always get what you want… The easy guitar sounds slip out my truck’s cracked window as I speed along the road home. And I think it’s the words of that old Rolling Stones song that make ...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    It’s dark, and my truck is speeding up and slowing down seemingly of it’s own accord. There’s a voice like that of a radio announcer surrounding me. "Has your car ever been acting up so you run stop signs? And then you get pulled over despite the fact you’re afraid for your safety?&q...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    To say that’s it been a strange week would be an understatement. The last day I played in band was Wednesday. On my trombone at least. I used somebody else’s on Thursday since I purposely left mine at home, hoping to possibly escape from playing. Even though I was fuming about the fact that I...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    It’s been a year since I’ve been kissed A year since I’ve been held in your warm embrace A year since my fingers curled with yours A year since I lost you I’ve felt sadness as deep as the sea Anger as hot as the stars we once watched in the night sky Loneliness as suffocating as a ro...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Do you remember these songs? The ones we danced to for the first and last time? I still listen to those songs sometimes. Like I did tonight. It’s been almost a year since you’ve been gone. Except it’s more like a year since I’ve been gone. Do you remember that night when we were try...
  • Nonfiction > Interviews
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    He sits at one of the wooden tables in the school library, surrounded by novels on low shelves and colorful art that hangs from the ceiling. His eyes focus on a large red book in front of him: Merriam Webster's New World Dictionary. "This isn't the fun one," he says to himself...
  • Nonfiction > Interviews
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    She was driving down the road to work, listening to the soft voices of her favorite country singers drift up from the radio. She started to sing along. But then her voice abruptly stopped as the flashbacks came. She was listening to this same music, but she was in another car with a man she didn...
  • Nonfiction > Interviews
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    Senior Olivia and her family were searching everywhere around the shops in old town Lewisville. No bench was passed without looking under it. No stone was left unturned. Every outside umbrella, every store sign, all of the landscaping was thoroughly examined for a hidden treasure. Her feet were begi...
  • Opinion > School / College
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    It’s official. I’ve made my decision. I have played trombone in band for six years, about a third of my life. My best friends are in band. I found a family within the trombone section. Those boys are my brothers. The few girls are my sisters. They make me laugh, and they make me cry. I wa...
  • Hot Topics > Health
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    Trying to stick to a get-fit resolution can be tough, especially when it comes to eating out. But there is no need to fret. The Marquee discovered several healthy places that serve good-for-you foods without sacrificing great taste. Corner Bakery Cafe This quaint little cafe on the corner of the...
  • Opinion > Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
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    Prom is tomorrow. Girls roam the halls in packs, showing each other their freshly painted manicures and talking about how good they look in their dresses. It’s all they can think about. Boys talk about how they still have to get their tux from the dry cleaner and how they have yet to find a cor...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Complete and total exhaustion. That's how I feel after reading this letter. My eyes are puffed up from underneath, I can feel the dried tear tracks down my checks, meeting at the tip of my chin. Mascara is smudged on the back of my hand. An overwhelming desire to fall asleep and forget ev...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    It’s a bit strange how things come full circle. Last year, on Friday, April 5, someone bumped one of the back taillights on my truck. I remember the day so well because the next day was pseudo-prom with Ethan. It left a small crack in the plastic and a bit of red paint smudged on top of the bro...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    Every few days, I sit outside on my front porch, textbook in my lap with my right hand petting the top of my yellow lab’s graying head. Around seven, the neighbors two doors over come outside to feed their animals. Usually the mother comes out, hair rustling in the breeze, her two little boys t...

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