Top Voted Memoirs

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#1
Lost and Found This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This work has won the Teen Ink contest in its category.
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I liked being a mess. The desk that should have been clear so I could do my homework was always besieged with bowls of cereal and spoiled milk, old magazines, and Post-it notes I had forgotten to remember. My floor was a vacuum in itself, eating... (more »)
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#2
A Different Kind of Adventure
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I jumped into the chilly water,  freezing and full of excitement. I was full of adventure. Ever since we had set up camp the afternoon earlier, my sister and I had talked of swimming to the island that was not but a few yards of a swim... (more »)
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#3
Days Not To Forget
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It was a sunny day in June, and I was 9 years old. My friends and their moms were coming to my house. I saw that my mom was getting out ingredients out on the counter and I asked “what are you making today?” and my mom said “I... (more »)
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My Suicidal Best Friend
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After I was told these 2 words, my whole world changed… Okay, it wasn’t that dramatic. But it was dramatic. I’m not being extra. Let’s call my friend Ditto because I don’t want to get sued. I always knew... (more »)
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Treadmill
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Oh crap I’m bleeding! Is what I thought right after it happened… August 1st, my birthday was in two days and my friend was over we were all alone in my mom’s old house when we decided to mess with the exercise... (more »)
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#6
Garbage Games
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On my birthday this year (2017) I got $60 to spend on Steam games. I planned on buying only the games that I really wanted, but I ended up buying a few trash ones. Here's how it happened.... (more »)
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#7
Yesturday
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What happens to yesterday? Does it dissolve into thin air? Or is it always there? Do the days evolve around you like a globe? Either way the day always seems to fly by and then yesterday is gone with the wind. What happens to yesterday? All I... (more »)
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#8
Dusk
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My feet are stained a surprisingly vivid shade of yellow. I do not know where my shoes are, and I do not care. Nothing is happening, and I am altogether separate from the world, isolated. People have been passing me by all day, and I do not... (more »)
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#9
memories
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Cherish the moments and keep your memories, nobody can take them away. As long as you make moments worth having you’ll always have a story to tell. (more »)
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#10
when some one help me
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It was one of my hardest day for me that day the teacher gave us new math problems to do i din't understand the problems i feel so stuped, and nervious all the students in the class were dpoing their work ecept for me.The next thing i did is that... (more »)
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#11
Autumn in Westfield
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Autumn is almost here- my body tells me so. All of the regular symptoms of the fall season have stimulated my senses. There is that sudden, gentle breeze that makes my hairs stand on end and immediately settle and makes the trees sway like the... (more »)
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Ski Lifts
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I walked through the snow and sat down on one of the two seats of the old, red ski lift and thought, “If only someone could break open that door and pick the lock to start the engine again, I would be able to get to the top.” It was Christmas... (more »)
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#13
Finding Courage in Trials
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The morning was crisp and clear, a premonition to the warm day to come. The sun was peering through the tree tops and a cloudless sky hung above the horizon. A bright, yellow bus came around the corner and a team of students climbed in. The ride... (more »)
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#14
My Desire to Cry
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On the bus ride home after the high soccer game, I had an emotional breakdown. There’s no cover up for it. I wasn’t just having another bad day. It just was. The week was pretty good considering the previous happenings. So why was I... (more »)
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#15
Flying High
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Two short years ago, just a few days after Christmas, I find myself wide awake at the crack of dawn, anxious about the day as my mind races in circles. I try to stay warm, bundled underneath the covers, but the chilly air outside my hotel in... (more »)
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#16
The Midnight Sky
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One night, during my family’s traditional summer vacation to Cape Cod, me and my family stopped at Marconi Beach (yes, the very man who invented the radio) to look at the full moon over the water. I thought I’d already seen the best of... (more »)
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