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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The pink of the Sunset Sets its eyes on the sea, As a wolf would deeply Stare at its prey. The rising roar of the waves Comes and goes, With an air of rising intensity. It crashes with a cry of sorrow that the Sun is going down. Yet it knows, as the Sun makes its last peek over the water,...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I sat on the bumper of my dad's Silverado trunk, parked in the mud of the ground outside of the baseball game. My brother played, but I hated watching the game. SO boring. I was forced to come, nonetheless, and read a book on the tailgate of my dad's sleek, red Silverado, outside of the...
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    My love is like a red, red rose. The rose wanted love. It wanted it, and needed it like it needed the sun. The park in New York where it resided was beautiful, yet boring, for it had been there its entire life. It needed a new scene, a new life picture. It felt itself getting closer and closer to...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    She walked into her son’s room. It was stone, gray, cold. There was one bed, standing against the wall, and there were no windows…none but one. It was always closed, but not now. Her son was standing, looking out of it. He looked frightened. She walked over to him and grabbed his shoulders, lead...
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    Am I here? Am I there? Can you see me? Of course you can't. I am special. You are allowed to feel me, But never to see. You may have the privilege Of my whisper in your ear, But you will never, ever, See. I will be here, chilling Your skin, occupying your ear, until I am Going, ...
  • Fiction > Fan Fiction
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    My parents finally left after we bade our goodbyes. I ran up the stairs with my medicine bag into the bathroom. The walls were white, but there were splotches of blue and purple everywhere. Somehow, they had gotten it that way on the sink and toilet, too. There was a mirror above the sink, and two s...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    She looked out over the barren wasteland that was once her home. Was this what the entire world had come to? She didn't have the animosity to want to know. The place where almost her entire family had fought: her eighteen-year-old brother, her father, her grandfather, even her mother. That w...
  • Fiction > Fan Fiction
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    I couldn't believe they were doing this to me. I had always traveled around with my parents, and I never minded it. Focusing on my school work was my main goal, so I never really made any friends, which cut out the many sad goodbyes I would have to make. "You okay back there, honey?&quo...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I ran away crying from that moment. That moment where the only person I really loved, besides my parents, just told me "he wasn't safe for me." I didn't know what he meant at all; he refused to even hint. And I trudged away through the snow. I felt angry, but I didn't exa...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Azalea had always wanted to play the piano. It seemed as though she played every other instrument, but for some reason, her mother refused to let her learn how to play since she was five. That was about a year after her father died. She asked her mother, day after day, "Mom, can I please lea...
  • Fiction > Fan Fiction
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    I led my carriage through the cobblestone streets of Paris, making way for the opera house. I was chosen as the new patron of this house, given the owner was now retiring. M. Richard Firmin and M. Gilles Andre, the new owners of the Opera Populaire, had invited me to the gala where their five seaso...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I let my braid fall naturally down my back as I finished stringing the brown tinsel through my hair. Yes, it was Halloween. My sister and I were allowed to host a Halloween party at our own house! I was striving to be beautiful in my costume of Mother Nature, for my one and only crush, Drake, was c...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    I have to say this I only ask for one thing Please, will you love me?...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    We had never had snow in our little village. Yes, we are called a village, we're just that small! Every winter, it was as cold as you'd expect winter to be, but it never snowed. I was so excited, because our teachers had informed us that we might have snow this winter! Our whole class who...
  • Opinion > Pop Culture / Trends
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    We all go through a time when we are ridiculed and taunted through our individuality. We are forced to go through the most common hardship in our lives: the pressure to be like everyone else. We have no individuality. It may seem like a small hindrance in life, but it causes many things. Sometimes i...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    "I don't want to live without you," she said, as she held her best friend's hand. "I know," he said, as he squeezed the warm hand that kept him there. Her name was Alice, and she loved him. She expected she would never get to tell him; she had just been shown her ...
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    She looked out as she did every winter. Alia was kept inside all the time. Mostly, she would sit and stare at her wall, but winter was her favorite time of year. The snow showed her how bright the world is, although she could'nt see it up close and personally herself. She sighed as the trees s...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I throw a pebble, And the water makes a soft Kerploosh. The form of the water Is like a crown That will stay on no one’s head, But the king of water. I throw another pebble, And this time it makes a ripple, Like a wrinkle in time, Wavering your reflection. You could, if possible, Throw...

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