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I got a thirty-six on my ACT. I also scored 2210 on my SAT, including a perfect 800 on the critical reading section. My GPA is 4.0, despite the fact that I’m taking four AP classes at a time, in addition to numerous honors courses. I’m enrolled in the concurrent enrollment program with my ... - Poetry > Free VerseThe beasts wait Behind the school Rumbling Blinking sideways in the sun Doors fanning, flapping To keep themselves cool. Their breath is hot in the warm air. Waiting to be loaded, Kneeling sometimes at the curb, They shift and stamp impatiently Brakes squeaking Because the beasts and thei...
- Poetry > Free VerseAt two o’clock In mid-July I go with my mom to Costco To watch the other teens Who came with their parents....
- Poetry > Free Verset is at that point when legions of goose bumps roar out along my arms At that point when I feel my lungs inflate In a gasp of wonder At that point when my thoughts bend in ways I’ve never imagined At that point of sudden And blazing light That I know I’ve known a Poet....
- Fiction > Realistic FictionI slammed him against the lockers and the bang echoed. He grunted but didn’t fight back- I didn’t think he would. Coward. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed, pinning him. Gage glanced around desperately, like he was hoping someone would help him. It was forty minutes after school got ...
- Fiction > Action-AdventureI threw open the window and clambered out into the cold night air. It was starting to snow again. My heart was thudding- I heard running feet, a barking dog somewhere. It sounded like the whole compound was on alert. I balanced on the second story windowsill, frantically trying to figure out what I...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionThere's five of us. I've had to learn four names in the past two minutes. Already, I've lost three of them, and the last one is just floating around – I'm unsure who to attach it to. I never have been good with names. It's a Honda, gray interior, an Accord, I think. I didn't s...
- Poetry > LimerickI once had to write a dumb poem So I took and worked on it at home But the limerick was tough So I gave up that stuff And that’s why this last line doesn’t rhyme....
- Nonfiction > Personal Experience“Did you hear? Jesse Greene committed suicide.” A statement like that before class is enough to make anyone pause. I stop in the middle of my precalc problem and listen, staring at my paper. “What? Really?” It’s two voices, and I recognize them both without looking- Jordan and Brody....
- Fiction > Action-AdventureTricia burst through the door, strode across the room, and slammed her fist into my jaw before I could even turn around to see what she wanted. I fell out of my chair onto the floor, but as I popped back up I discovered that she had her gun drawn and aimed at me. For a second I just stood ther...
- Fiction > Fan FictionA sampling of a few college courses in the Loony Tunes universe: Economics: 1. Acme is the only manufacturing company in the world. 2. The law of supply and demand: if someone demands an Acme product, it will be instantaneously supplied. 3. And… that’s pretty much it. Psychology: 1....
- Fiction > Action-AdventureHere’s some advice for the next time you attempt something very risky and/or dangerous: don’t wait in a an underground parking garage beforehand if you can help it. Cheap orange lighting highlights the pipes running along the ceiling, but creates deep black shadows in odd places for no apparent...
- Fiction > Action-AdventureAnother day, another field, another bunch of angry people trying to kill me. I pound along the path, trying to get my breath back. There’s a split- left or right? A guy holding a machete tears up the left fork, and I pick right. This is becoming annoyingly common. The field part, at least- p...
- Fiction > Action-AdventureThis is the third part of a trilogy of short stories. Make sure you've read 'The Morning and a Fugitive' and 'The Morning and a Victim' first. April 29, 2110 I was almost surprised when I woke up- I was actually alone. Nobody was trying to kill me, nobody standing on...
- Poetry > Free VerseHappiness is In a car at midnight On the way home from a birthday party Of your best friend Who you haven’t seen in a while Dad driving Lying across the backseat Watching trees glide by in the dark upside down Warm Fed on ice cream and games of Mafia And a Saturday tomorrow The radio...
- Fiction > Action-AdventureThis is a sequel to another piece, 'The Morning and a Fugitive'. Make sure you've read it before starting this one. April 28, 2110 I woke up on the day I was meant to die with no intention of doing so. Unfortunately, my plans went wrong the instant I opened my eyes. I wa...
- Poetry > Haiku
- Fiction > Action-AdventureThe bench was hard and the breeze was cold. Everything looked gray- the clouded sky, the bus, and the concrete everywhere. Of course the concrete- middle of the city. I actually happen to like a gray and cloudy sky. Usually. Not today, because it masked my view. I heard a cross between a whistle ...
- Fiction > All Fiction“Part two?!” exclaimed Trent. “What happened to part one?” Martin shrugged. “I don’t know. I wasn’t asked.” Trent was less than happy. “Everyone knows you can’t start with part two. It makes no sense! So now, when I tell you who’s really behind all of it, it’s not a gre...
- Poetry > Free VerseI may not be an athlete But that won't stop me from playing Even if I can't score the winning goal I refuse to sit on the sidelines. I love the thrill of the chase. I may not be a chef But that won't stop me from cooking Even if it burns and curdles I refuse to live off a microwave. I lov...
- Fiction > Action-AdventureApril 27, 2110 It’s always hard to wake up when you’re cold, still tired, and anticipating a long and tough day. It gets even worse when you realize there’s a boot on your chest and a gun pointed in your face. I blinked, trying to bring my world back together. I’d fallen asleep last ni...
- Poetry > Free VerseWe are they who disobey Deep and secret below Good girls and boys. We are they who strive for perfection And chafe And rebel without any risk. We are they who wear sweatpants Over jeans to gym Because although uncomfortable We retain our jeans but give you your PE dress. We are they who ...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceNo, you may not read this story. I really am proud of it, yes. It's not embarrassing. I'm not hiding anything. And I have indeed posted it on the Internet for hundreds to see. People say it's good. You still may not read it. Why? Because you're my dad. It has everything to do with it, okay...
- Fiction > Action-AdventureI’m sitting in an Italian restaurant in Santiago, eating pizza. It doesn’t taste any more Italian than pizza in the US or Sweden or Tonga- or, for that matter, anywhere that’s not actually Italy. The dining area is oldish but clean. Nobody else is in here, and the single waiter is somewhere...
- Fiction > Action-AdventureThis was big. I could feel my heart rate just barely over normal. I tried to calm it, keeping my face blank. What did she want? The chair was comfortable enough, padded on the seat but not the arms. Windows lined one wall of the hallway, directly across form me. To my left was the elevator and th...
