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Teen Ink Magazine, May 2006: Nonfiction Articles
Our Ranch
by Luke W., Richfield, ID
Working on our ranch is a full-time job, most of the time you’re on call 24-hours a day, seven days a week.
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Golden Letters
by Casey G., Bedford, TX
I was too short in years and too naive in emotions to absorb the symbolism of the black wall in front of me that steamy July day in Washington, D.C.
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Monster Movies Make Me Cry
by Mira G., Huntington, NY
My father and I left the movie theater together. I was quietly sobbing, and my father was holding my hand to comfort me.
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Up There
by Jacqueline Q., Stafford, VA
My mind was telling me not to go, to turn and run the other way. My feet, however, seemed to have a mind of their own.
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A Bad Reputation
by Eric E., Auburn, NY
My whole high-school career I’ve worried about how people perceived me - was I cool, weird, or, even worse, a loser?
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Be My Escape
by Kristie D., Franklin, MA
Each of us should have an escape, a personal place or thing we do to relieve the stresses of the world.
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School Me
by Tevyn C., Maybee, MI
It bothers me that my peers know every athlete and rapper’s name, but know little about our amazing achievements in science, math and engineering.
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Overdue Thanks
by Maria, , DE
This is for all of you who said I was nothing, and would never be anything.
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Prom Time
by Jeana A., Phoenix, AZ
It’s that time again! Prom season is here and with it comes the big problem that every teen faces: its cost. There seems to be such a high price to pay to have a great prom.
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Dreaming of Her
by Emily O., Auburn, NY
As I peacefully slip away into another dimension, visions of her face haunt me. She reaches forward and gently strokes my face as she begins to speak.
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Escape
by Anonymous, Montclair, VA
How she drove herself home was beyond me, but there she was, my mother, stumbling and trying to unlock the door.
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Call Me Crazy
by Allison H., Vancouver, WA
Call me crazy, but I love my mother. This may sound strange coming from a teenager, due to the stereotype of the bratty, rebellious kid versus the overprotective mother who never cease to yell at each other.
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Me and My Mom
by Austin N., Richardson, TX
For most of my life, it’s been just me and my mom. My father was 18 when I was born and really didn’t want a baby.
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A Worthy Gift
by Lulu Z., Culver, IN
I wanted to hurl my book and never speak to her again. She is the most intimidating, demanding woman I know.
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Two More Minutes
by Leah K., Ridgway, PA
When I was little, I loved tuck-in time, those few minutes at the end of the day shared with my mom.
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To Mom
by Caitlin, San Antonio, TX
I can’t help but watch an unending chain of psychological patterns reinvent themselves in the mothers and grandmothers of my family.
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Eccentric Wonder-Woman
by Liam H., San Anselmo, CA
Having grown up in England, my eccentric mother upholds her traditional English values and way of life. She speaks with constant intonation and a slightly Americanized, but easily distinguishable English accent.
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A Mom’s Lessons
by Joshua M., Hull, MA
I have always been able to count on my mom to be there, no matter what. When I was 10, she was diagnosed with breast cancer and needed radiation every day for six weeks.
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Common Bonds
by Erin E., Ridgway, PA
How do you thank someone for your entire existence? For feeding me at three in the morning, and changing my diapers?
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The Super Mom
by Heather P., Waimanalo, HI
I arrived home one afternoon and noticed Mom looked really exhausted. She was trying to get ready for her first day of college and I could hear her fighting with my father on the phone.
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