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Teen Ink Magazine, February 2002 : Nonfiction Articles

A Simple Confession
   Schoolnights were always the longest, with nowhere to go and no one to see. For me,that changed the end of junior year ...
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Callahan
   Thebell rang and I sat for another lesson on calculus. The only thing I think aboutduring this class is

1) how I plan to be a photography major and thatcalculus will have virtually no relevance to the rest of my life, and 2) him ...
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Child Army
   I was always the kid who got picked onwhen I was little. That is probably why I am dissatisfied with the "average,popular and cool" culture in which I am trapped. But despite this, or,perhaps, to spite it, satisfaction was always part of my life ...
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Commuting
   Foras long as I can remember, I have had conversations with my father that wentsomething like this:

"How old are you now?"

"Eleven," I might reply ...
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Gentle Snow
   Whenthe first snowflake of winter floated down, it was a special moment. A sense ofdelight and peacefulness filled my soul. I walked along with a slight chill andcomfort in my heart ...
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Groundhog Day
   Myfirst road trip changed me forever. I was a senior, in the middle of a verydifficult year when my best friend and I decided to get away from it all and takea trip. For our first solo sojourn we chose Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania, GroundhogDay weekend ...
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Hamster Panic
   "Yup,that one right there is a boy," declared the pet-store owner as I gazed intothe sawdust-filled aquarium.

"Can I hold him?" I asked eagerly ...
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Ordinary Miracles
   I was 17, she had to be at least 70. Still, we connected and shared a moment I willnever forget. The eyes of kind strangers can tell a story you've neverheard.

Walking into church that Sunday was harder than any other day ...
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Someone Special
   Fromthe moment I looked in her beautiful eyes and watched how her hair rested on hercheek, I knew she was someone special. Her smile seemed to shine brighter thanthe sun, and the only thing brighter was the twinkle in my eye when I saw her ...
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That Very First Kiss
   "Hey, wanna go for a walk?" Mystomach flip-flopped and released a thousand butterflies as I felt myboyfriend's hand on my shoulder and looked up into his grinningface ...
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The Old Arrangement
Smallhand
Hesitating before the seven
Big hand
Recently occupying thenine
Me sleepin', smilin' away ...
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The Walk Home from Dance
   It is November 1, 2001. The world isa mess. The U.S. is bombing Afghanistan, and bin Laden's terrorist network, AlQueda, is threatening us with its signature unpredictable terror ...
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