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A short story about how love is forever even if you are not destined to be with each other.
Short Story | Updated Nov 17, 2012 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
No one ever suspected that Zola's life always revolved around food, exercise, and her weight. Everyone in Zola's high school always assumed that Zola had no problems, considering she seemed almost perfect. She got straight A's, was caring, kind, beautiful, nice, shy, tall, and was even on the...
The graduates of Walker T. Middle School Class of 2007 have been through pregnancies, abuse, long lost siblings, parenthood, drugs, backstabbing friends, cheating partners, plotting classmates, flying bullets, and out of control fires. These teens have been through hell and back, now they're...
By Enrai Manako
It's more difficult to live through your social and school/work lives together than most things you could think of off the top of your head. This delicate balance is recorded through the eyes of a seventh grader.
Remember last semester at Walker T. Middle School?
When Summer cheated on Chad with all of Jamie's ex boyfriends, both Seth and Parker? When A and Chad were weed buddies? When Zander laid eyes on Ray, then Shasa and back to Ray? When everyone lost their cool at Dawson's party? When Ray got...
By Dona Bierte
We all ask ourselves the question "why me".
Often you look at others complaining about their issues, and think 'What are they complaining about? My issues are far worse than theirs'. But is the difficulty of our tasks random and unfair afterall? Is it bigger?
Remember: Stay beautiful. you are beautiful. always.
Parents these days think teens are out of control. The drinking, the drugs, the pregnancies, the abuse, and the sex. They claim it's high school, it's pressures, but that's not so. All that drama and craziness had to originate from somewhere. That's right junior high. In one particular junior...
Just a poem for my friend----and anybody else that can understand this.
It cries to me...a howling wind...needy
Poetry | Updated Jan 27, 2007 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0