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Tin-Man
I know 1500 is just a number. I know that someone’s amazing score doesn’t determine my future, but then why does it feel like it threatens everything I’ve ever worked for? I wake up. I run. I shower. I get dressed for school. I get an education. I go to dance rehearsal. I walk to… — read more
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Toyless Girls
I get jealous of little girls. Not just little girls though, little boys too. And now that I’m really thinking of it, of all ages big or small. Maybe you’re thinking it’s because they’ve got it easy. No homework, no worries of employment or university. They live a simple life. As much as I wish… — read more
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Escape Route
Many people do not grow up to be what they’d imagined at five years old. I hope I become the exception. I wanted to be an actress. Many little girls wanted to be singers, chefs, or hair-dressers. I love the set. I think the main part of acting that attracts me is the ability to… — read more
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I Think We’re Better Off
Coming back from summer break brings you all kinds of awkwardness. Especially seeing people you haven’t talked to since June. Especially, seeing the friend you were planning to spend all summer with and having no contact with them all summer. Many people don’t like summer, but I love it. People complain that it’s lonely, you’re… — read more
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I Want to Make it Out of the Bathroom
Is it silly to still be attached to your childhood dream? Likely. I want to be an actress, and deep down, I still believe that I will make it. Chances are slim to nothing. You’ve got to be one in a million to make it big, but I believe I will be one of those… — read more
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Key Word: Yet
Everyone has a dream girl. Even if you don’t swing that way. Mine isn’t the prettiest in the room. She isn’t the loudest either. She’s the girl with direction. She knows what she wants from life. She doesn’t command everyone’s attention—not because she doesn’t want to, but because she doesn’t care to. She has more… — read more
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The Plus One
I had a dream where I was living a life that felt too perfect. I was wearing the most gorgeous dress, but the hem was itchy. It was made of long black silk, cut so backless it almost went down too low. The room was filled, leaving me surrounded by beautiful people with the most… — read more
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The Funeral I Never Had
No one loves running. Even runners don’t love running. I have the right to say this as a runner who is trying to break the barrier back into the long-distance running community. Waking up early. Having to sacrifice hours of doom-scrolling late at night. No one wants to give that up. My screen-time can probably… — read more