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 4 min

Guilt Me Into Staying

Avery Lloyd

They were best friends. One died during the summer, the other eight months later, to the day. The Wall Street Journal article said that his parents had long since torn the blood-stained carpet out of ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 2 min

Fragrance of Laughter

Vansh Malhotra

A blood-curdling scream of fear silently echoed through my veins as I woke up from a nightmare that left me paralyzed. Sweat started dripping from my head as the uncertainty of life shook my whole ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 1 min

Messy

Elizabeth Prickett

"Can I have a fry? They look good today."
She leans forward, hand perched over the spuds like a vulture.
"No," he chuckles, swatting her hand away. "I asked and you said you didn't want any." ...  [+]
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 2 min

Bugs

Sam Susan

I remember being a little girl going to the department store with my mom; all the girls' clothing was as expected: frilly and pink, embroidered with butterflies, usually itchy and always sparkly ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 4 min

A Female Server

Rachel Rosenblatt

I was sixteen years old the first time a man told me that I was pretty enough to be a server.
I was just a host, but a good one. One of the best, which isn't even bragging, because being a host ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 2 min

Gold Ribbons

Allison Judd

My hair started falling out about three weeks into treatment. I expected clumps (for the doctors, websites, and survivors said, "expect clumps"), and I imagined my hair falling out in neatly packaged ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 1 min

Tick-Tock

Kylee Bergstresser

Tick-tock, tick-tock; the sound the clock would be making if it were actually working, but instead we're stuck at 5:47. It's only a practice test, but practice or not my pulse quickens and my body ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 2 min

Humanity

Alexis Johansen

The red light has me squirming in my seat. My tight bladder makes waiting to pull into the gas station across the road an eternity. Just as I am sure that warm liquid will soon be streaming down my ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 2 min

To Be Painted By Van Gogh

Grace DePaull

The cobblestone streets press unevenly onto the soles of feet. And despite the sleepiness that is meant to be felt at this hour, washed over and induced by the swiftness of stars wiped across the sky ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 1 min

A Love Letter to Potato Soup

Emily Netherland

A large, green pot rested on the stove, with heat rising off and warming my nose as I took in a deep breath of steam and starch. Potatoes – a five-pound bag of plain white potatoes turned into the ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 2 min

Words Unspoken

Mansha M.

To my unborn child,

Yearning to hold you in my arms, I think about what you will look like. Will your eyes resemble mine or your fathers'? Will you smile from ear to ear or sheepishly as you ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 5 min

Silver Crap

Amy Luo

My dad is as forgetful with English as I am with fish. For me, a carp, one beta fish, five goldfish, and an entire school of tetras – some pets, some not. For him, the alphabet soup of gramma ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 2 min

The Darkest Hour

Sean McKenzie

The full moon hung suspended in the air like a beacon of hope, that failed to shine in the darkest hour. The vast sky was pregnated with pinpricks of lights as the twinkling of burned-out stars still ...  [+]
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