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  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I have become increasingly convinced that I was born in the wrong generation. The proof? Easy. It starts with my undying, unconditional love for the newspaper. Of course I am passionate about the one thing that, in recent years, has fallen further and further into the inescapable hole that is techno...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I'm 18 years old. I don't have much in the way of world experience, and I don't know much about life. But a lot of what I do know I've learned by being a barista at Starbucks. Weird, I know. This isn't just any Starbucks, though, and we aren't just any baristas. We're ninjas. Jellyfishing ninjas...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Just breathe. That's what I've been doing, or trying to do, since the moment I first looked into your eyes. Just breathe. There's just one, tiny problem. Every time I look into those gorgeous hazel eyes, the drumbeat inside just stops. Look away. Duh-dum. Duh-dum. ...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I've made a lot of mistakes in my life, and most cannot be undone. I've accepted less than I deserve, and let myself believe that being me wasn't good enough. I've been defeated, and only now do I have the strength to stand back up. I may have let people walk all over me before, ...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I left a piece of my heart at the scene that day. Sirens wailing, the bright lights flashing, my wrists penetrated by the handcuffs that now define the moment that everything was stripped away. I was left bleeding, my heart left in shattered pieces on the ground. I was numb, and all I could think ab...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    The ripple of our translucent heartbeats penetrates time itself; stopped. The emptiness of words left unsaid fills the air between us as we brace ourselves for the final showdown. Deep breath. The ache of familiar territory nearly takes over, but I stop. Too much history doesn’t matter anymore. No...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    Everything and everyone dissipates, except for them. The earth, the sun, the universe centers around this long- awaited first encounter. The balance of the world is in the hands of this bittersweet exchange. Their words are loud, but nothing is said. She forces her gaze to wander towards his, and ye...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Fam•i•ly-noun- the spouse and children of one person; a true Webster’s definition. Although correct, when I look back at the people of 402 Aiden Road, I see that the relationships are what make us a family, not the DNA. The brakes let out a resounding screech as the bright yellow school b...
  • Opinion > Social Issues / Civics
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    Outside the confines of my small, square bedroom, Sirens are wailing. Outside the confines of my small, square bedroom, Children are hungry. Outside the confines of my small, square bedroom, Disasters are striking. Outside the confines of my small, square bedroom, Wars are never-ending....
  • Hot Topics > What Matters
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    Beauty is everywhere we look. In the glorious mountains. In the magnificent sunrise. In the effortless gardens. And in the honest mirrors. A lot of times, we look into those mirrors with a red pen, always marking up the imperfections and the impurities. But trying to edit God’s handiwork is like ...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Their piercing laughter rang an everlasting melody through my ears. Their beady eyes bore a gaping hole through the confidence I had finally begun to build. And their spiteful words stabbed a dagger through my heart. I was back in that fourth grade classroom, surrounded by a body of people who had c...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    Wherever I go, whatever I see, In my heart you’ll always be. You sang me to sleep and nursed me to bed. I loved you the most when you kissed my forehead. You fought through the tears and you never gave in. If “Best Mom” were a contest, I know that you’d win. You took me out shopp...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Footprints: Tattoos in the sand, Leading far away. Far, far away towards somewhere- anywhere. Away from you. The faint traces of goodbye loosely linger in the air as you stand, motionless. The sand beneath your toes is the only reminder. He looks at you: a stolen glance, a hidden smile, a beau...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Living life is like playing hide and seek with pain- one is always hiding, one is always seeking. Sometimes, we seek pain. We need its prickly embrace just to affirm that we can still feel something, anything, even if it hurts. Moments such as funerals, where crying is almost a requirement and b...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Once upon a time, I was going to be somebody. Once upon a time, I believed that nothing could get in the way of my dreams. But everything changed the second I was forced to face reality. Hope is fading by the second. The vortex is sucking me in. I should cry out for help, but the words get cau...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    You were my hero. You were my prince. I gave you my heart. Haven’t loved anyone since. I believed in your love. I believed in your kiss. You used to be sweet. He’s the one that I miss. I’m sick of the hurt. I’m sick of the lies. Now take off your mask. I see through your disgu...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    Once upon a time, Two princesses lived in a magical kingdom. One day, they ventured to an unknown land, Armed with tutus and magic wands, They set out to kill the neighboring enemy. With a flick of her wrist and a shake of her wand, The evil bees were destroyed! One princess giggled at the si...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    What is it that our hearts truly desire? When we strip away the façade, reveal the face behind the mask, peel away the layers until all that is exposed is the core of our being- what does our heart beat for? My quest for happiness began my sophomore year of high school. Growing up, the world t...
  • Opinion > School / College
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    We all want to be the one who scores the winning touchdown at the rivalry football game, sending the stands into an exuberant uproar after a brutal season filled with blood, sweat, and tears. Champion. We all want to be the one who glides into Homecoming with a handsome man on her arm, ringlet...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Fear. Feeling fear. Hurt fear. Hide fear. Paralyzing fear. People fear. Shattering, crumbling, encompassing, all fear. Pain. Physical pain. Heart pain. Head pain. Dream pain. Dead pain. Hurting, throbbing, crashing, inescapable pain. Love. Lost love. Blind love. Buried love. Je...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    What is love? Its that feeling in the pit of your stomach when you know that you're going to see him today. Its the restless pacing, waiting for him to call. Its the goodnight that takes your breath away. Its the inescapable pain that you feel when you haven't talked to him in two days...
  • Hot Topics > What Matters
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    Outside the confines of my small, square bedroom, Sirens are wailing. Outside the confines of my small, square bedroom, Children are hungry. Outside the confines of my small, square bedroom, Disasters are striking. Outside the confines of my small, square bedroom,...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    We are all born into this world as someone with a purpose. Its written in our fingerprints. We just can't read it yet. Walking through life, we recognize our strengths, our passions. And we pursue them. But sometimes, what we think is right for us is very, very wrong. How do we know which...
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    Walking down the street, she commands an air of confidence- shoulders back, head held high, one foot in front of the other as impossible is not in her vocabulary. You cannot help but to stop and look. This is a woman confident in who she is. Looking at her, it is obvious that today, she feels beauti...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Brown hair. Bright eyes. He always holds her when she cries. He is the one, you know it at your core. After a bunch of jerks that came before. No one sees the potential for a ring Coming after your little summer fling. But when his arms of love surround you, You are sure that his heart is tru...

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