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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The sky is crying. Rain comes down in blurred sheets, slamming against the pavement like thousands of marbles. The smell of wet asphalt is strong in the air, but I ignore it. Mom is late today. Again. So I’ll wait out here – catch a cold or some disease, if that’s what she wants. I’m...
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    The novel tab on TeenInk.com has been available only for a couple of months, yet I feel there should be a couple of alterations to improve upon the section. First of all, novels are not displayed under Advanced Search. This causes a hassle when feedback is being traded (especially in the Forums)...
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    I’m standing next to the empty fireplace of my former home. It looks different somehow, not the image my memory recollects. The once richly furnished living room now hangs in poor tatters. The floor is bare and stripped, coated with a fine layer of dust. Shards of glass lay everywhere. A little of...
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    We’re sitting across from each other on a park bench. He’s frowning into his Geometry book, brows knotted together. A slight spring breeze rustles his already tousled sandy hair. I’m watching him, but he doesn’t notice. “Okay,” his perfect lips move. I’m watching it all. “I think...
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    January 14, 2011 Dear Juliet, I love him. It is what my heart is telling me – racing when our eyes meet, and aching when he’s gone. Every passing day, this endless play continues. Discrete glances, tension in the air, the despicable silence. He loved me first, Juliet. We share ...
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    I lived by myself in the forest. I woke up everyday to the twittering melody of the morning birds, the gentle whoosh of the stream trickling by my hut. Peaceful and silent, I lived in solitude. No others rushing about. Cut off from any outside communications. Only the forest creatures to accompa...
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    Summer peeled open her sleep-swollen eyelids. The emerald pendant was convulsing sharply against the base of her throat, mirroring the wild pounding of her heartbeat. Sweat beaded on her pale forehead and her vision slowly cleared the image of her tiny bedroom. Light poured in from the small...
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    “Summer.” Summer lifted her small, tapered chin to meet her mother’s soft, emerald eyes. Her mother’s thin, scarred fingers wove the strips of rich, red bark into a tightly braided necklace, a heavy ruby pendant strung at the end of it. The hard, delicately cut surface of the scarlet je...

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