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Teen Ink Magazine, June 2004 : Nonfiction Articles

Alone
by Justin G., Decatur, GA
     It was May. Not any ordinary day in May, but May 16, 2002. This fateful day will echo for eternity in my soul. It was a horrible day, perhaps the worst of my life.
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Dad
by Jamie F., Teton, ID
     Every muscle in my body tensed as the silencepounded in my head. I couldn't look up at my parents' eyes. Seconds stretched tohours as I awaited my impending doom. Quietly, the doctor opened the door andoffered a sympathetic smile.
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From Story Problems to Boy Problems (and everything in between)
by Dana E., Waukesha, WI
     There are nine chickens on Old McDonald's farm. Each chicken had four baby chicks.
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Life in the Middle Lane
by Sara C., Canton, MA
This selection can be found in Chicken Soup for the Teen Soul, the 7th in the Teen Ink book series, all available in bookstores nationwide and online.

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Masterpiece
by Stacey D., Rice Lake,, Wl
     Life has been your art. You have set yourself to music. Your days are your sonnets."

Wouldn't it be a huge compliment if someone you respected said this about you? Oscar Wilde mapped out the secret to living a fulfilled life with these words.
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On the Picket Line
by Anthony G., San Gabriel, CA
     I have been able to manage working 20 hours a week on the picket line and at Max Foods for 30 hours a week in addition to going to school and keeping up with my schoolwork and personal life. I work at Von's market and work hard.
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Pasta, Perfume & A Sticker
by Ali W., New City, NY
     I have always been Daddy's girl; ever since I was little, I have enjoyed spending time with my dad while my younger sister was always attached to my mom.
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Showing Fancy at Westminster
by Jessica H., Ramsey, MN
     February 9, 2004

It was 6 a.m. on the firstday of the famous Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show in New York City. I would beshowing in junior showmanship, a class in which 10 to 18-year-olds are judged onhow well they handle their dogs.
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Stammering Genius
by Francis R., No. Wales, PA
     Why must my stutter define me? Why must I feel like a fool in the simplest of social situations? Did I annoy God or does He just enjoy screwing with my already fragile ego? Did I really annoy You, oh Great One? Forget any hope of help; You can't give me that, ...
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Sundays with Dad
by Brittany B., Dallas, TX
     Sundays still make me smile. On that day each week, I got to know my dad better. We never had profound philosophical conversations about life; we were just a girl and her dad passing a lazy Sunday together in each other's company.
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The Day My Family Grew
by Alex H., Preston, MN
     Most never think twice about not having a dad. I, however, think about it every day. My biological father is unknown to me, and the first four years of my life were spent with only my mom. Then she met Jerry.
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Visitor
by Anonymous, MN
     "Welcome" read the mat I stood on in the dimly lit hallway, waiting for my father to answer the door of his apartment. I nervously fingered the cuff of my jacket.
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What I Know
by Katie J., Kalispell, MT
     My dad chews his food loudly and lets mayonnaise dribble down his chin. Sometimes he steals my chair when I get up while watching TV. When I come back, there he is, smiling at me because he knows I hate it when he does that.
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