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Amelia groaned as the pain of tripping and scraping various parts of her body settled in. She was breathing heavily; she wasn't sure how long she'd been running. All she knew was that she had to get as far away as possible, before the school officials (And eventually the(more)
Through stories we are taught that the world is a stereotypical, superficial place. We are taught that we should be unique, different, and that though we may suffer at the hands of stereotypical, superficial people, we will always be the better person.
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It was just one of those days. Those days when you can't really do anything, and it's not because you don't want to, it's because you just, for whatever reason, can't muster up the will or energy to do it.

Yes, it was one of those days. (more)
Tourmaline remembered a time when her sister was bearable, even cute. Ascella was the typical baby sister: Following her big sister around like a lost puppy, trying to imitate what she did all the time...

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"Good God, I could swim in this air!" Ascella proclaimed dramatically.

Her older sister, Tourmaline, would've retorted to Ascella's complaint had it not been so close to the truth. The air was so thick and hot that it did in fact feel as though she was being smothered(more)
It was when they came upon that lively port town that Airi began to change. Jasper saw it immediately, having traveled with her for so long, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

It wasn't unusual that they went their separate ways while i(more)
"Wow, that old, huh?" the boy said to Ascella.

Ascella stamped her foot in fury. "Fourteen is not that old! And anyways, how old are you?!" she demanded.

"Thirteen," he replied without hesitation. (more)
She heard a soft knock at the door. That door that had always separated them. Rarely did he ever come knocking. It was almost always her that knocked. Then again, they hadn't talked in a while; he was bound to have come knocking eventually.
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"Moreover, in addition to what I've said--"

"Hold on," said Jasper. "You basically said the same thing twice in a row."

"No I didn't," Airi replied. (more)
You. You are suffering. You're suffering so much and all I can do is let you talk to me about it. And half the time, I don't even know what to say to you.

Your poems to her break my heart. They always do. Your poetry has alway(more)
It was one of those boring, peaceful, rainy days. The rain was a constant background noise, threatening to put Aisleen to sleep more than a few times that day. There was really no reason to do anything, Aisleen thought.
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Around the time of Thanksgiving I would often see cornucopias overflowing with plastic fruits and vegetables. I know what it's supposed to be about, but I can't help but feel that, because of consumerism, it's become a whole lot of nothing.
It was an early morning, as usual, but that still didn't make it any better for Aisleen, who was first not a morning person and second sleep deprived. So when Melanie bounded into school, saying, "Good morning, lovely!" all Aisleen had to say was, "Shove it sunshine, so your(more)
She shuffled quickly down the hallways, trying her best not to be seen. But this was the small high school of an equally small town. Everyone was staring. Wondering.

Talking. (more)
After a few hours or so, the young man was joined in the lonely room by a very frazzled-looking woman. This was not anything like he was expecting. He had been expecting some dark, intimidating man to come and ask him sharp, precise questions. He supposed that this woman(more)