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War: My sister and Me
By AlexaLexi PLATINUM
Mattawan, Michigan

War, My Sister and me One hot, blistering, agonizing day, when I was 6 years old, Kayleigh, Danlea and I were playing a war game. Danlea and Kayleigh were the bad guys....
AlexaLexi PLATINUM, Mattawan, Michigan
36 articles 0 photos 3 comments
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The Vagabond's Roam
By Austin PLATINUM
Pipe Creek, Texas
Austin PLATINUM, Pipe Creek, Texas
20 articles 0 photos 7 comments
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Dark Angel Dying
By Kelli_2011 DIAMOND
Fillmore, California
Kelli_2011 DIAMOND, Fillmore, California
88 articles 0 photos 27 comments

Favorite Quote:
this too shall pass

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Unremitting arms of the desert.
By Becca SILVER
Auburndale, Florida
Becca SILVER, Auburndale, Florida
9 articles 32 photos 65 comments
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I Am Born
By Alonzo Harvey BRONZE
Gloster, Mississippi
Alonzo Harvey BRONZE, Gloster, Mississippi
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
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Until He Takes Me Home.
By Anonymous
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Another
By Anonymous
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Smile
By Weightless2015 GOLD
Roselle, Illinois
Weightless2015 GOLD, Roselle, Illinois
17 articles 0 photos 55 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Dream with my eyes open, sleep when I'm dead, love who my heart's chosen, and conquer what lies ahead." -Ryan Follese (lead singer of Hot Chelle Rae)

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Endurance Through the Storm
By Elmairi GOLD
Durham, North Carolina
Elmairi GOLD, Durham, North Carolina
11 articles 0 photos 5 comments
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Confessions
By Jake Vines BRONZE
Elizabethton, Tennessee
Jake Vines BRONZE, Elizabethton, Tennessee
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
I have not always had this certainty, this pessimism which reassures the best among us. There was <br /> a time when my friends laughed at me. I was not the master of my words. A certain indifference, I<br /> have not always known well what I wanted to say, but most often it was because I had nothing to<br /> say. The necessity of speaking and the desire not to be heard. My life hanging only by a thread.<br /> <br /> There was a time when I seemed to understand nothing. My chains floated on the water.<br /> <br /> ---Paul Eluard [i]At the Window[/i]

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