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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    They look upon me as if I'm so strange...as if I don't notice them sizing me up in such a manner. They share the same jokes, borrow each others' clothes, and choose each other over the outsider who merely looks in and try to explain to myself why I will never be allowed ...
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    Days go by of my life as I please my immortal father. A life spent following His word. In the sanctuary, vows led by His mortal child make a marriage. Children named after those in my Bible are born. We never miss a day of worship, and I devote my life to Him. Yet, He tests me, and I f...
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    My chest hurts as I breathe in, and my vision is blurry because of my tears. I hear Mommy calling my name over the crackling noise that scares me. I try to find, but I can't. I can't find enough air to tell her my door is too hot, and every time I try to open it, my hands feel like they'r...
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    Golden, burgundy, jade, and cream colors surround me. The turkey, fresh from the oven, and the pumpkin and blueberry pies overwhelm my senses. Days have been used in preparation for this moment. My family waits like vultures do for their prey in another room. But, with one false move while b...
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    I never want to go back again. The rough stone digs into my skin—reminding me of my existence. My hair blows in my face as the sky screams; its fury and dark colors reflecting my chaotic emotions. I don't care. The sadness seeps into my core—I am who I am and I won't change ...
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    School Rules “Come on, Kristi, let’s go!” My best friend, Nathan, yelled as he continued to pull me down the long, deserted hallway. We were late for first period class. Going to a private boarding school, that was simply intolerable. At Eastwhich Academy, anything that wasn’t ‘perfect...

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