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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The Rainforest My family is the deceiving Amazon rainforest; Beautiful and calm on the outside, but not so much when you look in My father is the cunning, jungle jaguar; Solitary and wise, lashing out when you least expect it to defend what he cares for My mother is the powerful, river anaconda...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    It was night, yet somehow it was almost as bright as day. A full moon hung in the sky, which was dotted with hundreds and hundreds of sparkling stars. Waves lapped the shore in a rhythmic and lulling pattern, as if calling one to them. The sand on the beach was cold and dark and fell though one’s ...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    The year was 1914; I was nineteen years old, a young boy. I was fighting on the Western Front in the midst of World War 1. It was back in the day of crude war craft, when trenches were used, those dark vile pits of death and decay. A comrade could be shot and dead right next to you and you wouldn...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    In the heat of a bayou summer, The moon is high in the night Stars dot the dark, dark, sky And fireflies glow in sight In the heat of a bayou summer, Crickets chirp throughout the air Bullfrogs croak to one another And a whippoorwill’s cry you can hear In the chill of a bayou summer M...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I sit at the window watching the rain It falls faster and faster, the sky a stormy grey Someone comes up behind me, For a second I think it’s you But I look back and it’s him My heart sinks It’s not that I still I love you And it’s not that I don’t love him But the way I felt abou...
  • Nonfiction > Educator of the Year
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    If you could only imagine the trembling anxiety I felt at the fifth grade open house. If only you could hear the thumping of my heart, much like a frantic metronome. To say I was nervous would be an understatement; I was filled to the brim with overwhelming apprehension. I was never a good one at th...

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