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Teen Ink Magazine, January 2006: Fiction
Purpose by Molly S., Grove, OK
It is a cool day in November. A brisk wind catches the hem of my jacket and I instinctively hug it closer to my body. Many people pass me on the sidewalk with a purpose unknown to me
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Lady Widow by Amanda L., Aurora, CO
She looks out into the rain at the distorted image of trees and cars and empty sidewalks. Everything is gray and weeping with some deep remorse unknown to her or anything else human.
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Straight As An Arrow by Sarah M., San Diego, CA
It seemed to me as though I shot arrow after arrow after arrow, year after year after year. I shot because I enjoyed the thrill of success. I shot because, for many years, it slowed the hectic pace of life.
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Lisa by Dana H., Yorktown Heights, NY
Mrs. B is my second-grade teacher. And I’m James. Don’t call me Jimmy. On the first day of school, Mrs. B called me Jimmy and I cried and kicked and screamed until Mommy had to come from work and pick me up.
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Truth Hurts by Emily M., Whiting, VT
Did you ever notice how much harder it is to say something when you really mean it? I mean, common sense tells you it’ll be easier to say something if you mean it; you don’t have to lie and try to keep a straight face.
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After Tea and Cakes and Ices by Katelyn K., Fredericksburg, VA
Tea has gone through long periods of little appreciation here. Coffee is perennially popular. And jolting. And it takes less time to brew well.
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Long-Distance Calls by Lee C., New York, NY
Mother puts blankets over our ugly furniture when guests visit, and Father drapes words over the past when Uncle Bryan calls. There is no need, my father believes, to confront a painful history when small talk will so neatly conceal it.
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Truthful Lies by Nadia D., Statesboro, GA
Momma would glance around to make sure no one heard me, and when she was sure, she’d pop me on the arm and spit out quietly, “Hush now, child, them are truthful lies!”
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The Adventures of Boudro by Chason D., Rock Island, IL
“An academic kick in the pants, that’s what this is,” Boudro said to himself after writing 10 atop the last pre-calculus quiz.
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