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Teen Ink Magazine, December 2007 : Fiction Articles

Between
by Lindsay J., Helena, MT
     She was young enough to still believe in the basic goodness of people, old enough to have begun to inherit the essential qualities of an adult. For one wild and brave butterfly moment, she was free, free of the compartments, free of the stereotypes.
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Dethroned
by Shining L., Mason, OH
     It is lonely. Ironic, however, they wouldn’t notice. They, with their complaints of starvation, devastation; they, mired in the fear of imminent extinction, shouldering the burden of sin; they, looking skyward for His guidance and shuddering at the merest thought ...
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John Takes Both
by Zachary B., Rockwall, TX
     Sounds of constant traffic and busy sidewalks roared throughout the park. To any other man this would be the worst environment for thinking, but for John, the rainbow of noises was the perfect escape.
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My Dream
by Jacob W., Heath, TX
     I say to you today, my friends, even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is the Coach Potato dream.
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My Golden Years
by Nicole M., Urbandale, IA
     Alice screamed, “Jerry! Jerry! Say something! Oh, Lord don’t leave me now. You can’t!” I wanted to tell her it was okay, and to reach up and wipe away the tears of worry. And by gosh I tried, but couldn’t. And then - nothing.
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My Son
by Bryndan S., Amery, WI
     A man goes into the room of his three-day-old son. He stands over the crib where he lies and begins to speak to him.

“My son, I have dreamt of you for many, many years. I had your name picked out by the time I was 12 because I knew that I wanted you.
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Never Knew
by Lisa W., W. Roxbury, MA
     In life others help us get where we want to go. It’s easy to be helped. It’s also easy to forget just how simple it is to help others. And it’s just as easy to forget how we can hurt others. And thus, the situation at hand.
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Right From Wrong
by Molly H., Bristol, CT
     “This is wrong.” I thought I had purged my mind of my mother’s voice, yet her strident tones still echoed through my brain, muffled but not silenced.
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Tarnish
by Melinda H., Dayton, OH
     As much as Bobby wanted to deny it, no sane woman would massage the side of her face with a salad fork while staring at the closed curtains draped over a kitchen window.
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