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First-class ticket down a two-way street

by Morgan S., age 11 The way I miss her is, unimaginable, unforgettable, ugly almost. I don’t want to miss her, I want to forget her. After all, I killed her. Then Mrs. Fennilton found me, crying about what I had done. She didn’t seem to understand me, so she called the cops. They got [...]

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A Day in a Robot World

By Lily C., 16 years old Each day as my alarm clock screams, I wake up in an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar world. As I look around my room, I search for anything that my eyes might have witnessed the day before. Disappointment begins to devour me as I realize that I do not [...]

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Love isn’t practical

By Fionna L., 12 years old Love isn’t practical. It’s logical. And the intriguing feeling of that buzzy warm feeling in your body when he is around sticks in your head forever. When you get mad at him or you two have an awkward period of time, you tell yourself you’re over him but deep, [...]

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How Reading Saved the Day

By Ruthanna L., age 10 When I was little I would always pretend to read. My parents saw appreciation for books in me. They knew I would be an avid reader since I was little. When I would pretend to read, I would say the letters aloud. The best time was when I heard the [...]

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How Reading Saved the Day

By Ruthanna L., age 10 When I was little I would always pretend to read. My parents saw appreciation for books in me. They knew I would be an avid reader since I was little. When I would pretend to read, I would say the letters aloud. The best time was when I heard the [...]

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The Secret is Out

By Venika V., age 10, Dubai I don’t know why everyone is behaving strangely today. My step-mother, my older brother Jack and my sister Lillie went out today but they didn’t tell me where they went. My father and my younger sister Carla were stuffing things in a huge bag, but when I peeked inside [...]

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Reading? Eeuuuww, No.

By: Michaela I remember when I first learned to read. It was all thanks to my older sister. She may only be two years older than me, but she was a big part of my growing up. When my school was beginning to teach how to read, I had no interest in it. I hated [...]

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The Year of the Red Giant

Allie D., age 12 I think the world is going to end. Nuclear waste littered the ground, birds were cooked to a crisp and worst of all, the sun is now a red giant. Pretty soon the water will be water vapor, eventually burned too. Unlucky me, I live in Texas. There already wasn’t enough water [...]

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I found my voice in our family writing group

Anna S., age 15 My youth could have made me a hesitant writer. Because I grew up as the “baby” in a family that was older, wiser and more seasoned with life experiences than me, easy inaction seemed like the inevitable path. However, as time wore on, I craved affirmation—whatever that meant. Then I discovered [...]

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Hurricane Reader

By Tiana F., age 16 It was Friday the thirteenth. Hurricane Charley scraped the roof off my home, and dragged my soul away with it. My nine-year-old mind searched for stability, as well as the comfort of my trashed, moldy books that Daddy and I read to each other, yet I was overwhelmed by the [...]

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