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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    These are the friends we party with, These are the friends we cry for. The very best friends we could every have, These are the friends we'd die for....
  • Fiction > Action-Adventure
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    For as long as I can remember, I knew about the Boogeymen. My first memory even had to do with those black-suited men that haunted the night. “Mommy, why can’t I stay up past 7:30?” I had asked as a very whiney three year old. “The Boogeymen will get you, sweetheart,” my always p...
  • Nonfiction > Academic
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    William Golding’s child psychopaths vying for power and control in the book Lord of the Flies are not as bizarre as they seem if the book’s publishing date is taken into account. 1954 was nine years after the end of World War Two, a war in which the Western democracies triumphed over the fas...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    Today I was in Delias and I had seven items for the fitting room and the young woman working there told me seven was her lucky number I repiled with, “seven Harry Potter books.” She looked a little confused and I almost laughed, Can’t someone like shopping AND Harry Potter? Oh, no! That ca...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    When she was a little girl, she loved fairy tales. She could listen to them over and over, delighting in how the hero defeated the villain time and time again. Everything could be counting against the hero, but he (it usually was a man) would always triumph. The girl was older now, but somet...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    U.S.A. 2010 Andre Why had I agreed to speak here? The vice principal, who was giving the students some background on the French resistance, was barely in control of an auditorium packed with high school freshmen. When I was in school, teachers had no problem keeping a room full of students sil...
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    France 1943 Ella It was a pretty summer night. The trees cast shadows in the dying light. It was the kind of night I remember sitting out on the front porch with my parents when I was little. We don’t sit outside much anymore because of the Nazis. It makes me sick just looking at them strutt...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    There was barely a square inch of clean purple rug showing in my tiny bedroom. Dolls, doll houses, doll clothes, and doll accessories covered the limited floor space. But I didn’t care, even when my mom said I’d hurt myself. This was my bedroom, not my mothers, and I could use it for whatever I ...

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