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It was the eve of Halloween, and little Lilly Whitman was upstairs in the nursery with her toys. The nursery was filled with tall glass hut
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I pull off my oversized shirt and unhook my bra, careful not to face the relflection in the mirror. I don't want to see the grotesque rolls of skin that fill out my ugly curves and make me an offical woman. I unbutton my bagg
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Lynnette jumped in surprise, as her cat Kippy lunged into the air, landing on her sketch book. He began to swat at the freshly sharpened pencils in a pile on her bed, causing her to giggle. 1
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"What good is reading stories that aren't even true?"1
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I feel like in high school, everyone is pretending in order to survive. I'm not out the door each day, until I've painted my face with sorrow and alkerseltzer. 1
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I hate riding the subway. Every year, my uncle invites me to visit for a week during winter vacation. I am never prepared.1
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I placed one last book on the shelf in the young adult section, and waved goodbe to Sherri and Dave. I wasn't particularly looking forward
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"Come on, it's still early!"1
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I watch as her fist reaches my cold cheek, but I feel nothing at all. I guess my nerves have been canceled out by the fear burning deep in
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If I were given one wish, I would ask to erase the last year and a half from my memory. I would erase anything and everything reminding me
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I turned around and slipped the note from my hand, into the hand of the person behind me. The teacher was turned around, writing something
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At first, it was the perfect little house. It had a farmers porch, a big attic, and a kitchen perfect for Emily’s baking. The couple snatch
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I still remember the first time I met Amy. She was hyped up on ecstasy and speed, her long dark purple hair swinging like an over exicited
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He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him, leaving a soft, wet kiss on my cheek. I wanted to tell him everything. Everything tha
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My ears itch, a faint humming moving through them. 1
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My eyes slammed shut, as I lay down on the grass, facing the bright, summer sky. I wouldn’t allow myself the beauty of the blue. Blue was a color of clarity; of truth; of innocence. And I’ve never been farther from it. 1
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“Jayde, wake up please.” Her history teacher stood over her, no sympathy filling his eyes.1
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Jayde watched as the bus pulled away from the school. It had been a long first day, but a typical one at that. Crunched between two rough, dark green bus seats, she clicked on her ipod and glanced out the window, happy to be
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She looked up at the tall, gray-stoned building as she walked up the steps, trying to take deep breaths. Her stomach felt as if thousands o
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My story isn't very easy to tell. Then again, none of the really serious ones are. Some people are scared of anything too personal. 1
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Life sucks, then you die. These are the words my mother has drilled into my head since I was old enough to comprehend a heaven. But when you hear those words, you don’t picture your soul floating up through the clouds with th
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Jayde sat lifeless on the swing, as the other children ran playfully around her. Somehow, the tight lipped frown on her face didn’t go well
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I watched the sweat evaporate into the air, as I slid my fingers down the edge of the armrest. It was a very comfortable chair, but it didn't have much support. It was like a venus flytrap, eating what ever was in it's way. I
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Another day at school doing the same old things. Her pen raced across the page with biologu notes and English essays. They're all laughing
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After dragging me against my will, I followed my Aunt to the grocery store. There was nothing else I could do about Cristine. Whatever I told her, she was gonna ignore it anyway. 1
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