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By Willow Smith SILVER
Culver, Indiana

“I envy the challenge,” I said to her. I meant it. Incoming weeks of fatigue. Her complaints of battery acid and blood. Insistent questions from vultures, Their concerned faces...
Willow Smith SILVER, Culver, Indiana
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

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By DAnTY SILVER
Kenai, Alaska
DAnTY SILVER, Kenai, Alaska
6 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Why should I care what other people think of me? I am who I am. And who I wanna be." - Avril Lavigne

#376653 Poetry
By EmmaKeller BRONZE
Patterson, California
EmmaKeller BRONZE, Patterson, California
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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ThatGirlWhoRuinedEverything DIAMOND, Hanover, Illinois
75 articles 5 photos 2 comments
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By Timmmaayyy BRONZE
Plaquemine, Louisiana
Timmmaayyy BRONZE, Plaquemine, Louisiana
1 article 0 photos 6 comments

Favorite Quote:
Yes I am a Christian, but I am not perfect.

#376656 Poetry
By ce.richey BRONZE
Davidsville, Pennsylvania
ce.richey BRONZE, Davidsville, Pennsylvania
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
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Sarah Patrick SILVER, Brunswick, Ohio
9 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By stormblade85 GOLD
St. Cloud, Florida
stormblade85 GOLD, St. Cloud, Florida
12 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Experience is simply the name we give to our mistakes." - Oscar Wilde

#376659 Poetry
By Honewisacat SILVER
Clarence, New York
Honewisacat SILVER, Clarence, New York
8 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Here&#039;s what&#039;s not beautiful about it: from here, you can&#039;t see the rust or the cracked paint or whatever, but you can tell what the place really is. You can see how fake it all is. It&#039;s not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It&#039;s a paper town. I mean, look at it, Q: look at all those culs-de-sac, those streets that turn in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm. All the paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people, too. I&#039;ve lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.&rdquo;<br /> ― John Green, Paper Towns

#376660 Poetry
By Jimmyjohns BRONZE
Marne, Michigan
Jimmyjohns BRONZE, Marne, Michigan
1 article 0 photos 0 comments