28th March, Tuesday afternoon again. The girl comes, sitting in the front of the classroom. She wears a white dress today with a long sleeve coat. She looks so weak, she always wears a long sleeve
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The night before Jen touched down on Earth, I was holed up in Rachel's bedroom in Houston. We had both made a valiant, fruitless effort to sleep; now it was three in the morning. Sometime around one
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In a magical world there lived a man who was blessed with everything life had to offer. He knew of no pleasure that was not his to enjoy. This man had a great many gifts; so many, in fact, it's
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The smell of cow dung sucker-punched me with my first steps out onto the dirt path with my grandmother. It was pungent enough to mask my own odor caused by the hot and humid summer in India. My
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My name is Mary Delores Archie; I also carry my Indian name Hoshi meaning Raven. I am Shuswap from the Canim Lake Band and a Shishalh member of the Sechelt Nations people. I was born in the generation
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"Paula, you ready?" Angel asks. I can hear the edge in his question—a mix of fatigue and frustration. He's really asking, "Can we get this over with already?" At least he has the decency not to say
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I've always liked being in control. My planner, filled with checklists and to-do items, contains my whole life. Filling out forms brings me a weird sense of satisfaction. I like putting all the
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The phone buzzed twenty-six times on my bedside table. Moaning, I turned my aching body and grabbed the phone with my uninjured hand.
"John?" a shrill voice demanded.
"Hey Natalie."
"Where
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It's 3AM and you're there again. You're always there, every day, for the past 3 years, 2ꟷ6AM unfailingly. The stale air of the attic settles uncomfortably all around you, as the only intelligible
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Once upon a time, there was a princess called Belleza. The princess was gorgeous, with her long dark hair, large topaz eyes, and warm honey skin. She always wore the most extravagant clothes to
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