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  Red Leaves

  By Sarah C., Greenlawn, NY

  It smells like Winter. Mid-October, the chills start to come. The days quickly turn to nights as we slowly grab for those cozy sweatshirts. That morning, when you wake up, not to your alarm, but to the beckoning coldness of the air clenching your blankets, that's the morning when you know...
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  People our age

  By Sarah C., Greenlawn, NY

  Jacob never seemed right in the head. Or at least that’s what it seemed like. Middle school moments of awkward strange behavior tend to give a person that kind of connotation. Well we’re all weird in middle school aren’t we? I looked like I was half boy with my black sweatpants and blue sw...
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  Sequined

  By Sarah C., Greenlawn, NY

  There are many people you see, but never encounter. They may be a girl on a train you spot every morning, that man who seems to get an egg sandwich every day at the deli, or that girl who wore that gold sequined hair bow that one time. She’d always kept quiet. I’ve actually never heard her ...
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  Small Red Writing

  By Sarah C., Greenlawn, NY

  Yes, it was me who stuck the sticky-notes on the bathroom walls. A year ago I never saw myself in this position, sitting, thinking what spot would be subtle but noticeable. I always saw myself as someone constantly searching for a passion and something to believe in. It’s difficult for most t...