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Teen Ink Magazine, January 2007: Fiction
Obsessed by Lindsay A., Commack, NY
A thin stream of light has poked through my curtains, its straight path cutting across my face. I sit up groggily, glancing at my clock. 6:43. Six plus four plus three. Thirteen. It’s going to be a long day.
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Wingless by Stacy C., Spring Valley, WI
One of my earliest memories is of taping a pair of wings, clumsily cut from paper, to my back and running up to my parents.
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Free by Julie S., Atlanta, GA
I am free, finally free. The air comforts me in a way so unfamiliar that it’s almost frightening.
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