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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    There was once I time when I loved. It doesn’t seem that long ago, just hazy, covered in a fog of memories. A few stand out, a few I want to hide away in the darkest corners of my heart, Where only I can see them. Others make me laugh, others make me dance, and others make me blush but smi...
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    Ever since I was a little girl of 12 years old I wanted to be a doctor. I still do. However, as I grew older, I realized that the field of medicine has more string attached than I realized. An avid reader, I aimed to grow aware of what there was waiting for me in the future. First, as the reader...
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    Don't you realize you are beloved? By none other than me? I wonder if that's a curse on your part, but it is a blessing on mine. Is it a mistake that our hands find each other naturally in the sweetest moments, after your lips have graced mine with their touch? Or is it a mistake t...
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    I'm waiting for your text, I'm waiting for your call. I'm waiting for you to tell me, but you're waiting to watch me fall. Just tell me you won't call, just tell me not to wait. Dad always told me to keep my eye on the ball, and just leave the rest to fate. But ...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    Emilie knew deep in her soul that she would never see him again. She would never feel the soft pressure of his hand, or the feel of his lips against her cheek. She knew this to be true as she stepped out into the warm sun, finally free from prison, but marching towards death. It was August 1793. Par...
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    My fingers barely register the sounds of my keyboard, the digital beeps ring in my ears like choir bells. I am too afraid to ask you myself. I type in the words that have hung in my heart for so long. My finger trembles over the send button, and closing my eyes tight, I press down on it gently...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    I opened the door furtively, waiting for a sound to betray itself. The sound of a footstep, the gentle whisper of a breath, the drumming of a beating heart. All was still. The moon hung over the lake, blurred by the black, glassy surface. All I could feel was the cold air against my bare shoulde...
  • Poetry > Song Lyrics
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    See that picture in the silver frame. Yes that's me. Honey-brown hair, deep brown eyes. Yes that's me. Tanned skin, wide smile, and crossed arms. Yes that's me. Standing tall and proud, so certain. Yes that's me. Eyes that have cried, legs and feet that have tripp...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I call you, the dial tone ringing in my ear. Your voice I know so well vibrates in my core. We talk for 32 minutes. It's sad that I'm counting. It just happened, I don't know why. I'm setting myself up for heartbreak. Why did I not learn anything the last time? He tram...
  • Opinion > Social Issues / Civics
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    As a child I didn't care about my looks. But as I grew older, I realized how defined my chin was, or how the slope of my nose affected my smile. Or how my eyes were too dark compared to the other girls in my class. I also thought about my weight, and hated my curves the older I got. I frantical...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    I always loved to dream. As a little girl, it started out as simple fairy tales. The cliche prince and the princess. As I grew older, it developed into more mature topics, such as my plans for the future, what I could do to change the world, how I could change the world with my words. I was born in ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    You killed a part of me. But I kept walking. You made me embrace my own darkness. But I kept walking. You made me curl into a ball at night and cry myself to sleep. But I kept walking. You haunted my dreams with your smile, your eyes, your voice. But I kept walking. I realized that I...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. I had always known this would happen. Thinking like this takes me back to the sappy romance stories I heard as a little girl. Why didn't anyone tell me it's not real? That Cinderella was a product of imagination, that Prince Charming was just an animat...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    Emma Leigh heard the footfalls beat behind her on the forest path. Her breathing accelerated as she pushed aside twigs and branches of the trees from her face, which was damp with the misty drizzle and cold from fear. Her hair flew behind her and strands that blew in the slight wind stuck to the bri...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I’ve never considered Halloween my favorite holiday. I knew this to be true as I dragged my brother from house to house, enduring all the kid aspects of the holiday. I was bored out of my wits. After what seemed like an eternity of torture, we finally stopped at my neighbor’s house with a roarin...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    I was different from most people. I had excellent hearing. Walking down the hall in school that day, I could hear a variety of conversations. One about a boy, and the insipid details of everything he did, broken down by a disillusioned teenage girl. What he said, how he said it, and what he did ...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    Joan Walker wearily climbed out of the taxi, her muscles stiff and sore from the long flight from New York. She had never been this far south before, and she immediately knew she was out of place here. Her short, layered hair clung to the back of her neck in the humidity, and her professional appare...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Save me. I need someone to help me. Let me slip my hand into yours. How safe I feel. A hero in disguise is what you are. You might not be able to fly, stop bullets, or punch through walls, but you fly through my mind, stop my heart, and punch all my former standards into a pulp. You ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    As I run my race, my steps are sluggish and pained. The icy wind whips through my heart, leaving my muscles chained. My breathing quickens, I swallow icy daggers. Even though it is only a matter of minutes, I feel like it has been hours. My lungs burst with my accelerated breathing, my ove...
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    I wait for you to come, but it seems I must come to you. Two times I've waited, so the third time I try. My hand hovers out to you, and snaps back as I half-run to my chair. The terror that had locked my heart has now melted into irritation, not at you, but myself. I am a coward. Finall...
  • Opinion > Social Issues / Civics
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    Everyone tells you "find your identity, find who you are." When, in truth, we should all find each other. Promoting one's self has resulted in greed, immorality, and misled judegment. When we try to "find ourself and our place in the world" we lose sight of what is right in ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Draw me a lighthouse. My little brother sits to draw, his pen gliding over the paper. O innocence, still innate in him. How I wish I was like that again. A lighthouse is what I need, a way to guide me through the rocks, hidden in the dark night, made deadly by the black water. My broth...

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