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  She Cries.

  

  By HOPEfully, Clayton, NC

  That Girl. The one with the long brown hair and goregous dark eyes. The one with the boyfriend you covet and the clothes you save for months to get. Her. She cries. The makeup drains down her face as the broken glass rains down around her feet. "And now at last all the pictures hav...
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  What Technology Is Doing to Libraries.....And Your Brain

  

  By HOPEfully, Clayton, NC

  So your English teacher just dropped the biggest bomb since Japan on you and your unsuspecting classmates. You've been assinged a 20 page paper on the rise and fall of Aztec Empire and it's due on MONDAY. It's Friday and your mind jumps into overdrive. You're thinking websites an...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Dancer

  

  By HOPEfully, Clayton, NC

  You know that feeling where you're breathing in and time stops? You look around and realize that at that moment, you've reached perfect happiness. Not even Webster can find a word to do that feeling justice. But I can say is that I'm feeling it right now. My leg lifts and my h...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  I Died Last Night

  

  By HOPEfully, Clayton, NC

  I died last night. All I could think about was you. As I was lying there in my own blood groggy and hurting, watching my mother cry and my boyfriend trying not to pound your face in I felt sorry for YOU. Didn't anyone ever tell you not to drink and drive? Don't your parents care abou...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Thoughts From A Boy (An Ode to the Girl Next Door)

  

  By HOPEfully, Clayton, NC

  She's extremely puzzling to me Even thought she never changes Same bouncy red curls Same freckle kissed face Same acne-ridden nose that's usually hidden by a book But yet she's different In a world of loud, hard, angery people Her soft, quiet presence stands out immediatley In...
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  Cheyenne

  

  By HOPEfully, Clayton, NC

  She was the most hated girl in school. Hypocrite. Wannabe. Loud mouth. Some of it was true, but most were lies. Not that it matters in junior high. If you're hated, you're hated. That's just the way it works. I could see the eyes roll in unison as she passed. Even some of the teachers eyed ...
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  The Flag...

  

  By HOPEfully, Clayton, NC