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  • Opinion > Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
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    Most people, kids and teens especially, have a negative stereotype of the type of kids who get involved in the “wrong crowd,” the kind who end up being arrested for the first time at age thirteen and face up to three and a half years in prison. Reading the blog “Teen in Jail” made me realize...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    When bullets whisper, breath whisking away sings softly silent dreams of day’s dead. A shadow of sin lingers long after tears of those takers dry distant, unseen. Failures first cry 'fore they aim and let fly a bullet built back when all appeared well. Columbine culminated far b...
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    In my notebook I pour out my innermost thoughts. No sanctions direct me; it's my pure sanctuary. Loving and loathing overflow it with passion. In these pages I reside with my muse, not alone. Others think I'm a loner, asocial. They're wrong, you see because I'm far from it. My companion is eter...
  • Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
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    Have you ever had that incredible feeling when writing? The feeling of letting my imagination be free with no one to stop me captures the essence of writing. The freedom of thoughts flowing out of my hand symbolizes that it's possible to create anything at all. Sharing it with everyone or keepin...
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    An undecided soul stands lonely and hopeful before a gate. Great things could come from either option, not all saintly. Although the chance to make this choice is an act of fate, The decision lays solely in the soul's hands. He recalls, faintly, Every lesson of right and wrong he's been taught...
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    I don't care if you're lost and lonely. Who cares if you wander wildly, whispering your words of hope? What's left if we split a banana split in two and each take two shares? I don't care if you care about those friends you have far off in a fantasy land you call Freedom. For ...
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    Sometimes I wonder what it means to appreciate. Admiration is but a feather in the cap, not a display of affection or worship. People certainly can hate what they envy. What if love is just simply play? Suppose appreciation is love and love is frolicking in the grass on a hot summer's day or ...
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    Dreams aren’t built on miracles, but miracles are stuff of dreams. Love isn’t born from battles, though harmony’s worth fighting for. What we desire can’t be forgotten, just set aside while awaiting time. Peace isn’t forged by slandering rotten people we encoun...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Books are meant to be felt. Books should be torn apart, consumed by frustration, reread with love or understanding ’til the pages rip, the covers disintegrate. Readers must leave Marks, Remnants, Memories of a time when touched, held, revered by a collection of words. Books a...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    When I ponder the word blessing, I usually think of rewards or gifts I receive for being a good kid and doing right, love I share with others that I receive as a result of giving love in return. The blessing bestowed on me yesterday was different. It came in the form of a pink detention slip. I...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    They tease me, taunt me, reduce me to tears; I let them think that I have no fears. They believe me to be heartless, without feeling or thought, and I don't see their game until I'm already bought. They act like I'm invisible when it's easier for them, only when I'm entertainment do they trea...

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