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Teen Ink Magazine, December 2007: Focus: Connecting

Silent Waltz
by Taylor D., Wyckoff, NJ
   The first thing my parents did when we moved here was buy a lock for the door. It rained so hard that first night, as we sat on the floor surrounded by take-out containers and boxes
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Chelsea, Bay and Me
by Haley G., Lewes, DE
   Chelsea has been my friend for eight years, since she moved into the beach house next door. She makes the two-hour drive on Thursdays and goes back to her other home Tuesday mornings, every weekend, every summer.
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My Prince Will Come
by Kayla D., Cameron, WI
   Daddies and daughters filed out, like little Cinderellas emerging from their daddies’ special pumpkin coaches, and blissfully walked hand in hand to the door of the school.
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Whole Milk and Cement
by Swati P., Hatfield, PA
   Esha is jumping up and down behind the storm door. I hear her yell excitedly, “Mama! Mama, can I go see Swati?” I don’t hear the reply, but within moments Esha is tearing down the driveway,
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Disconnect
by Robert W., New Knoxville, OH
   Do you ever get the feeling that you are completely ignorant about something you should know a lot about?”
I wrote that on my sister’s Facebook.com page, hoping she would understand the underlying meaning and we could talk about it, but maybe I’m the only one who thinks about that kind of thing.
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Back to Basics
by Elizabeth H., Wellesley, MA
   As a child, camping was an enormous adventure without parallel. I longed for the hours spent fishing and swimming in the lake, riding bikes to the camp store for penny candy, and telling ghost stories around the fire. Camping let me escape and experience a freedom I never had at home.
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She Forgot to Leave
by Rachel M., Buffalo Grove, IL
   She left me her ruby-red tulips
and her freshly mulched garden
with its ripe tomatoes and basil.
But she forgot to leave our evenings
together in the kitchen,
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Frosh
by Gabriella P., Brooklyn, NY
   I had braved a year of high school and when it started again, I am ready. After two weeks, I am used to the hustle-bustle of students getting to classes.
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Unity
by Lauren C., Woonsocket, RI
   Church, a family? Yeah, right. That’s what I was thinking as my eyes wandered over the sea of faces in front of me. They stared back, some interested, some bored out of their minds,
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