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• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Love that boy

  

  By soccerchk1, Naperville, IL

  I like that boy. Well, I love him, but this sounds better than that. I cant go out with him, and really what does that even mean. Seriously I wonder if he likes anyone else. WE dont talk as much because my best friend, Alex, is always talking to him. I mena it seems like he likes her better, even th...
• Opinion > Sports / Hobbies
  Travel ain't that hard

  

  By soccerchk1, Naperville, IL

  Many times people think that travel soccer is hard and violent, but here, the park district teams care to disagree . I can remember during Teheran fall seasonqa the goalie for the other team flipped and broke her wrist and was a heap on the field until the coaches ran out o make sure she hadn'...
• Fiction > All Fiction
  the misplaced kiss

  

  By soccerchk1, Naperville, IL

  " Umm, forget it. I will never forgive ever talk to you, ever. I cant beleive you." Thats what he said. I dont know what happened. He thought i cheated. I didint. I didnt kiss him, or at least didnt plan on it. It just happened. You see, the halloween party that my friend Erin was throwing...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  i remember

  

  By soccerchk1, Naperville, IL

  I remember the 1st time you talked to me in art class when we were ten and the world was an okay place and kids didnt swear and you didnt talk and you asked for a colored pencil and i siad yeah and gave one to you. Do you remember? I remember. What do you think. I remember when ...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Love form the trombone player in section B

  

  By soccerchk1, Naperville, IL

  'will you go out with me' the note read. I looked over across the room into section B, and in the middle of all the trombonese sat Kyle. Our eyes met and i gave him a crooked,pathetic smile. He returned it with wierded, confused smile. He shook his blond hear out of bright green eyes Was ...
• Nonfiction > Personal Experience
  The pain of my life

  

  By soccerchk1, Naperville, IL

  When I think of moving I thought I was dying emotionaly, bit that was the beginning. I moved in forth grade and started attending a public elementary school in my neighborhood. My first day there I ended up sitting next to a blond, curly haired girl named Emily. A nice Enoch girl who was in my class...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  where do i belong

  

  By soccerchk1, Naperville, IL

  Feeling alone, thinking of sad. Felling like nothing at all. A person, a figment, not even real. Who can I tell how i feel? My ffriends all listen with an open mind, but not really listening at all. Tell me you belong! Tell me where I go. Tell me how to feel,tell me how to show. Tell Me n...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  One Step Behind

  

  By soccerchk1, Naperville, IL

  Ever feel alone? Like when someone tells a joke, and you miss the punch line. Well thats how I feel almost every day when Im wth my friends. As we walk home from school,and they giggle and listen to music,I walk behind them, listening to my ipod thinking about how the day went and all my homework th...