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Teen Ink Magazine,
May 2005 :
Nonfiction Articles
Bargains
by Anonymous ., Mendham, NJ
A gentle gale is reeling around my limbs, reminding me that these are summer’s closing moments. It’s a nebulous Sunday afternoon looming with warnings of the approaching seasons.
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Behind the Smock
by Stephen M., No. Chelmsford, MA
“Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head.”- The Beatles’ “A Day in the Life”
As I walked through the electronic doors, smock in hand, I could see why my co-workers dreaded this day.
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Dancing the Night Away
by Caroline G., Keller, TX
It was Thursday, the day before admissionsfor band banquet became final. I had no date. AP classes and constantstudying consumed every minute; I didn’t have the energy forcultivating relationships.
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Film Boot Camp
by Keith T., Boise, ID
When you hear the words “boot camp” you probably think military, but mine was quite different. There were no drills or officers yelling in my face.
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Guaranteed to Last Forever
by Sarah B., Ridgway, PA
When I hear the word friendship, I instantly have the image of my best friend Beth and me cruising in her mom’s car, blaring the radio and going to my house for a night of popcorn, movies and endless fun.
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Inside of Me
by Shardae T., Shreveport, LA
There is a little girl growing inside of me who will change me and my family for the rest of our lives. She will change many relationships in my life, bringing some closer. I know I will love her with all my heart, no matter what.
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Loneliness
by Jordana G., New City, NY
I have always wanted to be one of those kids whose parents worked, who got to go home and be by themselves, who got to make themselves a snack without an adult peering over their shoulder.
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Meeting My Birth Mother
by Katie G., Boston, MA
My name is Kathryn but everyone calls me Katie. I was born in Wisconsin when my birth mother was 18. Ever since I was young, my mom would tell me I was adopted. In third grade I talked to her about meeting my birth mother and family.
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Mom's Meals
by Tiffany F., Fremont, CA
Of the countless meals prepared for me, my mother has never made a bad one. Without following any particular recipe, my mother can throw together random items to create a completely satisfying masterpiece.
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My Mother's Child
by Allison A., Montclair, VA
I stepped through the automatic doors of the pharmacy onto the sidewalk of the shopping center. Keys in one hand, bag in the other, I started toward my car that sparkled from across the parking lot.
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The Best Haircut Ever
by Jessie S., New City, NY
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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The Dark Room
by Andrew F., Avon, IN
Click-click-click-clack. That was the only sound I heard. Somewhere in the background, music played. I didn’t really hear it. I just played it to cover other sounds, sounds I couldn’t bear to hear. Click-click-click-clack, I typed in the darkness.
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The Third First Show
by Thomas K., So. Plainfield, NJ
Jeff was our singer for one show - our third first show. We called it our third first show because the band was always breaking up and getting back together in such quick cycles it was as if we were Black Sabbath, returning to the stage as a whole for one last ...
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Where I Live
by Jessica B., Guilford, CT
My address is in a neighborhood in Connecticut where quiet roads border the houses, and the woods make all sorts of noises at night. Every now and then a horn gently honks, car doors slam, and the dogs seem as though they’re telling each other a story.
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