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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I watched his huge brown eyes jump hungrily to the food in my hands and it impaired my soul to watch him try so hard to ask politely for the feeble selection, his mind nor him stomach able to form questions while so focused on meekly surviving. He spoke in a diminutive, tortured voice but in a beaut...
  • Nonfiction > Interviews
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    A Moment “It’s indescribable when you see someone who sweeps you off your feet.” –James Hulett I punched the gas pedal of my boss’s rusted pickup truck with my battered work boot, itching to go with my driver’s license searing in my dirty pockets. In 1958 money didn’t come easy and w...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My options are limited In this pitiful little town Look left Look right Trapped. The snow pours On this pitiful little town The fog hovers The windows creak The floor cries in pain The doors moan In this pitiful little town Full circle I've come Look right Look left Shadows. In thi...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    She smokes with her “friends” behind a tree before class They all start making their way towards the roadway She blows out smoke and watches it whisper away in the wind. She takes one last swig to get through her day. Her expensive jeans and skin tight blouse can’t veil what she is despera...
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    My life’s on repeat The same melody stalking me blindly The same song ringing throughout my confines My monotonous song is tracking me like a huntress I turn on the radio and there it is, always following. Following. I sprint from the monotone voice and screeching beat The people around me p...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My words are my weapons. My own person ammunition for whatever kind of gun I like. They can make you flinch with hurt or smile and listen They can make you recoil from a lightening strike My words can be full of wisdom Or they can be saturated with spite They can drip like a faucet with b...
  • Opinion > Points of View
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    Opinions are great. They make us who we are and they make us stand out. What some people don’t realize is how often we make our opinions noted. Whether it’s something as inconsequent as taking pizza over a hot dog at lunch or something as defining as republican or democrat, opinions are everywhe...
  • Opinion > Social Issues / Civics
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    Death is… predictable, simple, unknown, even intriguing. But life, life is colorful, invigorating, electrifying. Complicated. We all want to know what comes after life but who lives as if they had weeks to breathe? Sure, the concept has been played out in countless books, movies, and plays but who...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    Is it just me or is there tremendous pressure put on teens today to have a boyfriend or girlfriend? Ever since the cute little boy down the street started chasing the girl in pigtails the seed of idea was planted. How many people have actual serious relationships in middle school? I’m very happy f...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    Mirror Mirror on the wall who’s the fairest of them all? Is it the girl with long legs and a face like a doll? Or the girl with shiny blonde curls and dimpled cheeks? Is the fairest the girl who puts people down and shops at expensive boutiques? What’s wrong with the girls who are smart and ...
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    So, you want me to be your Barbie do you? Something you can play with and then throw askew Well then here’s a wakeup call I’m way too good to be your little doll I deserve to be loved and cared for Not looked past and ignored It’s not okay to play with emotions And leave my aching heart...
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    I wish I could trap the rain The smell the sound the feel The way it can fall and release all the pain The way it can make all my wounds heal I love the rain because it can hide the tearstain And I know it will never fail to conceal I hate the rain because it hides the sun Because the sound...
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    So many things to do in so many ways But so few words left to say I’m afraid I’m not nearly okay But I’m not one to go halfway I guess I could hold back But why? You never hesitated to attack So baby I’m throwing you aside to the train track Because I’m tired of you talkin’ smac...
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    She begs. She Sobs. She Pleads. She’s groveling down on her knees He sits there, and watches here bleed Their love, so mangled and torn Her friends tried to warn But now she cries as her sobs escape and she mourns He apologizes in a monotone but it does no good He’s already gone as we...
  • Opinion > Pop Culture / Trends
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    Sometimes, I just don’t understand. I’m a fairly intellectual person with reasonable logic but nothing on this earth can explain to me what makes anyone beautiful. I mean brown hair, blue eyes, and long legs? What does it all matter? Sure, guys have told me I’m “hot” and asked for my numbe...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    What if people were judged on their character and actions? Would the world be more pure? What if people forgave the ghosts of their pasts and their old demons? Would people be less unsure? What if people truly, undoubtedly cared more for others than for themselves? Would the world not be as nar...
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    Dear My Sweet Enemy, How I would love to strangle your neck oh so tight You make my stomach flutter as if I’ve just inhaled calcite Your mud brown eyes shun the daylight When I’m around you my feet itch with a million fleabites When I look into your cold-hearted soul I am full of spite ...
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    Her perfect body. Her perfect clothes. Her perfect hair. I hope people see me like they see her, a pitiful prayer Boys stare as if she’s Aphrodite Girls’ eyes are full of envy I just can’t help but to hate her Her tinkling laugh and thick full lashes only make me bitter Nobody but me kno...
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    Puppy Love Part 1 Your big blue eyes confounded me And I was utterly mystified by your beauty For so long I’d been trying to overcome the “friend” boundary But you’d continue to not interpret my signs clearly Your clever clichés never failed to make me smile I dreamt about getting t...
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    The strangers’ eyes elude me Maybe he’s just as shy despite his beauty I glance over my shoulder at his flawless profile He catches me looking and returns a timid smile My face turns a delicate pink and I look to the floor I can still feel his shocking blue eyes on my back and my spirits s...
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    Starlight, star bright, why is my heart so lonely tonight? I lie awake with sorrow though it’s close to midnight My body aches with regret and my head is full of plight Why? I ask myself, did our last conversation have to be full of spite? Starlight, star bright, why are my memories dim but ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Preface We are the type of friends who get hit by parked cars, spend hours trying to drown a fish, and take flash photography with the lens on … well that’s us for Ya’. There’s Carson, the spontaneous, flirty, smart one, there’s Kaylah, the loud, extroverted, rebel one, then there’s...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    It was a bitter night, the wind whipped through his tousled black hair and the rain was producing a fog coming up from the black top. The vibration of the downpour echoed through his thin frame. He tried to get a barring on his location as the silver Chevy pickup sped away loudly into the sinister n...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    Chapter 1 ?Freedom is never given, it is won.? My eyes fluttered open silently. I looked around at the bleak lighting and the white florescent paint. My family was packed around an unfamiliar bed. ?Where am I,? I stammered, barely coherent. ?Ellie, you?re in a hospital,? spoke the unfamili...
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    I watched intently as the waves lapped placidly up and down the shore And a seagull ducked down to perch on a rock then continued to soar I walked to the water's edge and gazed at the worn rocks Each one different and special but all together like a single crayon box Individual but yet belonging...

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