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My brother is the normal sibling. He does normal seventh grade boy things, like playing Minecraft and video games where gang members shoot each other. He was born July 15th, 2000. He’s three-and-a-half years younger than me, and not nearly as awesome. He’s actually boring, but slightly interesti... - Nonfiction > MemoirWhen I was a little kid, I never ate dirt. I also never ate paste, bugs, or any other things little kids eat. I didn’t have any friends in preschool, and that might be why. But I was fine with it. While all of the other kids were eating dirt, I was playing Harry Potter all by myself, being all of ...
- Fiction > All FictionI never felt the need to know what a dromedary is until I met her. Or how to make a candle out of used birthday candles. Or go to a midnight showing of Rocky Horror in my underwear. She is a weirdo, and I say that with highest regards. She's not the only one. I know for a fact that the...
- Fiction > All FictionJulie Stokes is a typical human being. She is also the main character in a short story, but that's not important right now. Julie Stokes is no ordinary typical human being. Undeniably, she is not a human being at all. She is a product of an imagination of another human being, who is undoub...
- Hot Topics > Letters to the EditorI would like to start out by saying that I love Teen Ink. I think it is a wonderful way for teens to share their writing. It takes guts to submit work, and I thank the creators, the writers and the editors alike for making this possible. This being said, I have an idea. I think the website is mis...
- Reviews > TV show reviews"Ain't no party like a Liz Lemon party 'cause a Liz Lemon party is mandatory." This is one of the many things said by my hero, Liz Lemon. Lemon, the protagonist of Tina Fey's brilliant comedy 30 Rock, is my favorite character of anything. Out of all of the great fiction c...
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- Fiction > Romance-Can I tell you something? -Uh huh. -'Cause we're been seeing each other for a real long time... -Uh huh... -And I really like you... -Uh huh... -And I think you like me... -Uh huh. -So I'm going to tell you something I've been wanting to tell you for a wh...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionHer family always seemed to be on long car trips, particularly at night. These were the ones she disliked the most. She would try to read at night, but she would have to do it very meticulously, through the brief yellow dribbles of light and shadows from a passing street lamp or something. The yello...
- Poetry > Free VerseYou are not special. You are like everyone else. Is your favorite color blue? Everyone else's is too. But your favorite color is purple? Gold star you're special hurray Do you like Buffy the Vampire Slayer? Unless you're Joss Whedon, you are not special. You watch Star Trek?...
- Nonfiction > MemoirI am not named after Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz. I am also not named after Dorothy Parker, the poet — that's just what my dad tells people as a joke, probably because it would be lame for him to say I'm named after his ex-wife's family. That, or he just wants to impress people wi...
- Opinion > Pop Culture / TrendsI would like to start this campaign by saying that Santa Claus is real. Maybe there isn't an obese white man living in the North Pole who still uses child labor, but that doesn't mean he isn't real. Existing and being real are two totally different things, my dear Watson. I know...
- Poetry > Free Versethe monsters come at night. and sometimes at noon. occasionally at dusk. but mostly midday. once at twilight but never at dawn! anyway, they come at night, with their bloody blood and monster claw-y things and teeth 'cause they're monsters who come at night like fierce gruesom...
- Fiction > RomanceI do not have an amazing love story about how I mat my fiance. It's barely a love story. A few years ago, I went to Barnes & Noble to get a Christmas present for my niece. The guy at the checkout counter was...pleasant to look at. I know, that makes me sound shallow, because I don't...
- Fiction > All FictionDing. As soon as I walked into the hardware store, the smell of sawdust blasting my senses, I remembered all the times he would bring me here as a little girl whenever the "dag-flamming refrigerator light" went out or when the "blasting pickle-biting furnace" started smelling ...
