A.B. Writer

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“Persuasion” by A.B. Writer

I wipe my hands on my checkered vest, making sure that I look perfect for this interview. I know that a lot rides on this, and I have a strict deadline. If I don't get this in the bag, everything will go wrong. I stare up at the two other people in the room: a woman named Maddie and a man named John. I smile at them, though it is a little forced. What do I say? I practiced this all day. I've got this. I clear my throat and pull out my presentation board, unveiling the board from below a sheet. It has many pictures and strings connecting the...

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“Opposites Attract” by A.B. Writer

Okay, people always say that 'opposites attract'. Now, I didn't believe that for the first decade of my life, but when I met Ricky Johnson, I started believing it. I've always been the studious and serious type of girl, like the ones who listen to everything a teacher or peer says just in case I need to use it later. Ricky prefers to 'stay in the zone' or just be plain reckless. I swear, one of these days, he is going to get himself hurt. For example... One day, we were at the park by my house. It was an older park; one that I played at as a...

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“Breaking Things Over Summer Break” by A.B. Writer

I had always been an exceptionally clumsy person. I would trip over my own feet (stupid two left feet), I would run into the walls (they just get in the way!), and so much other stuff that I don't have time to explain. It's honestly a miracle that I never had to go to the hospital for any if the stuff I got hurt for. It was only ever mild; a stubbed toe here, a splinter there, but it was nothing compared to what happened when I went to the museum. On that eventful trip, it had been me, my parents, my best friend Sarah, and my little sister C...

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“Calming the Storm” by A.B. Writer

Twelve teenage to adult men and one teacher are on a ship in the middle of a large lake. The teacher has had an especially long day at work, teaching to others who do not know as much as he does. The twelve men follow their teacher through night and day, soaking up his presence and listening to every word he says. The teacher is very good at telling stories, and so he teaches the ones who listen with stories of life and reality, instead of the fantasies the listeners would think they would hear. The teacher and the men have been outside al...

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“Relaxation By Surfing” by A.B. Writer

I really, really loved the beach. The salty breezes brushing against your skin, the clear blue waters of the ocean. The laughter that children bring as they wade through the low waters, splashing and trying to chase each other in the shallow waves. I loved the feeling of relaxation given by the sereness of the tides, how they ebb and flow with the moon. Again, for the fourth time this morning, I strolled ...

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“Grab a Coat” by A.B. Writer

"Grab a coat, dear. It's raining again." "What's it raining today, darling? I hope we get some water rain soon." "No, dear. It's acid today. Looks like we're gonna have acid for the next few weeks." "Ah, that's how it goes, isn't it?" "Yes, I suppose. Get going, dear. You don't want to be late to work." "Yes. You're right, Martha. ...

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“The Words of a Village Idiot” by A.B. Writer

Eli: "The hopper goes to the beans." Kayla: "What?" Eli: "The hopper goes to the beans. It is quite simple." Kayla: "What is a hopper, Eli? And no, it isn't simple." Johnny: "Well, Kayla. A hopper is a tiny haired animal that jumps up on it's two little feet." Kayla: "So, a bunny?" Eli: "NO!" Kayla: "What is so wrong with a bunny? I mean, they hop on their feet." Jo...

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“How To Make An Imaginary Friend Real” by A.B. Writer

Warning: This list is trademarked by Friendship Federations LTD., and copy writing can be punished with up to a $50,000 fine and 5 years in prison. These punishments are not fake, and 100% real. Disbelief in these punishments shall result in a $100 fine and 10 years in prison. All punishments and warning are completely real and will be put to use if the need comes. INTRODUCTION So...

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“A Scrooge Story” by A.B. Writer

365 days. Every year. Every stinking, miserable year. I can't deal with it anymore. People call me a Scrooge or a Grinch, and I accept it. I mean, why do people like Christmas so much? The carols that can't get out of your head and the all-too-shiny shimmer on the presents, not to mention the sickening smell of sugar everywhere you turn. Am I supposed to love Christmas, because people say I should. Out of my misery, I decided to go to town and see the festivities, hoping to tease and push people to their limits.It was al...

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“Cinderella-Esque” by A.B. Writer

I walked through the crowded market, bumping arms with someone every few seconds. I held my basket close to me, not wanting to drop any of its contents. I kept my head down, only looking up when I conversed with the shopkeepers and merchants. I passed by a booth filled with fresh bread, and I decided to stop by. "Hello, Maurice. How's business?" I ask the baker, as he strokes his gray beard. He has bee...

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“Frozen Whispers” by A.B. Writer

I stepped out into the frigid frost, the cold wind snapping at my face. It blew hard, that day, not stopping or wavering as I trudged through miles of ice and snow. Every time I lost my footing, I slipped into the white debris, covered in trembling whispers.The snow attached itself to my black, woolen mittens, chilling my hands and fingers 'til they turned blue. I wrapped my long, black scarf around my face, trying to keep in every ounce of warmth possible. The icy winds grabbed at my coat, trying to seep its way in. I f...

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“The Non-Seen Portrait” by A.B. Writer

I am a girl who is always up for the challenge, no matter how insanely hard or impossible that problem might seem. The challenge that I was faced with seemed too much, and I did not believe that I could do it. And to make it seem even worse, all I had to do was something truly very simple. I had to draw a self portrait."Mom, I can't do it," I said, readjusting myself in my chair. I wasn't comfortable, with myself or where I was sitting, but I couldn't help it. I am not allowed to walk, given my situation.<...

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“An Unprecedented Event” by A.B. Writer

Every moment of every day spent at the School of Unalterable and Chaotic Keepers was the exact same. The halls were all filled to the brim with borderline gray, and similar tones decorating the classrooms. Pine desks, owl quills, and bronze ink containers greeted me every day, for the majority of my life. The scrape of the chairs against the unadorned floors was a sound that I was very familiar with. I o...

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“Baby Steps” by A.B. Writer

"You've got this honey," my mother said to me. I picked up my crutch and tried to walk for the first time in a year. The second my sock-covered feet hit the floor, I faltered. My mother caught me, but I was so embarrassed. "Hey, I've got you." What Happened Before "We've got to get out!" my younger sister - Paige - screamed. I bolted down the hall and grabbed her, my mother and bro...

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“Back To The Beginning” by A.B. Writer

3 Years Before-"Whenever we pass on, we'll meet right here. If I pass first, my spirit will be waiting here for you," I heard my friend Anna say, her small hands in mine. We were in our favorite coffee shop in our favorite bookstore, and we were sipping our iced caramel mochas together."Yes, okay," I agreed, nodding and hugging her. She had beautiful brown curls, and deep amber eyes that glowed like honey. We were fourteen then.Present Day-"And now, our lovely Anna has tak...

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Author bio

Avery is a teenager with an avid love of writing and God. She is not afraid of being spoken against or being ridiculed, because she is confident in who she is. She loves to write, and it is a major pastime for her.