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Kate M

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Why You Shouldn't Accept Free Kittens

Kate M

“You mean I can just have it? For free?” I asked incredulously, examining the healthy-looking kitten I was holding at arm’s length. The squat old lady smiled, revealing a row of snaggly, yellow teeth. “She’s all yours,” she said. The kitten mewled pitifully, and I automatically hugged her to my chest. “Is it, like, vaccinated or anything?” I didn’t really care, but I felt obliged to ask. Didn’t need to go around infecting the neighbors’ dogs with rabies. The lady wrinkled her eyebrows in confusion. “You know, feline leukemia or rabie...

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Love and Shelter Cats

Kate M

The saddest sound in the world is the sound of a cat shelter. No other depressing soundtrack can compare to the pathetic meows of tiny kittens mixed with the angry yowls of stray tomcats, all muffled by plastic cage doors. And when you look and see the delicate paws poking out from under the door, claws grasping at something, anything… I swear I cry each time I come here. Sometimes, I’ll just walk down the rows of cats, looking at each face and wishing I could give each of them the home they deserve. The tears that have been welling up in...

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Next-Door Neighbors

Kate M

Content Warning: Mentions sexual activity, language Not many people can say they’ve complained about having to listen to their neighbors have sex every night. I am one of those lucky, lucky people. For the past three months, I have suffered through having extremely thin apartment walls and a couple of gays as next-door neighbors who don’t seem to care very much about my conscience--or my sleep schedule. This is almost as bad as the time I overheard moaning from the teacher’s lounge when I was in eighth grade. And then, being the s...

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How the Beautiful Princess Ditched her Prince Charming at the Movies

Kate M

Content Warning: LanguageYou know how elementary school teachers always tell you to start your paper with an interesting fact to hook your reader? Okay, good, ‘cause that’s what I’m about to do.When bald eagles find a potential suitor, they perform a well-known ritual to earn the trust and respect of their partner. Grasping the talon of the other, both eagles let themselves spin crazily towards the earth, only to let go at the last second. If they succeed, then the relationship continues, but if they don’t… well…Right now, I’m feeling kind o...

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The Fifteenth Annual Worldwide Fashion Conference

Kate M

Content Warning: swearing, sexual/suggestive content Don’t ask how I ended up in the middle of a worldwide fashion contest, surrounded by a bunch of hot women who might as well have been naked, their clothes were so tiny. Oh, God. This should be a lesbian’s dream come true. I mean, what better place could I end up? Still, as much as I would like to drool and flirt with them, I can’t help but notice how inconveniently underdressed I am. Let me back up. Hi. My name is Azalea Johnson. I’m twenty-something now, I think. It doesn’t really ma...

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Without Saying Goodbye

Kate M

Content Warning: This piece contains premature death and cancer. If I’d known she was dying, maybe I would have been less annoying to her. I would have bugged her less, maybe even let her play with my hair. But there was no warning. She stayed home from school one day. She was dead before the next morning. When Mom told me, she was crying big, ugly tears that ran down her red face like glittering beetles. Mom blamed the cancer. “I thought the cancer was gone,” I replied, still not fully understanding why Mom was cry...

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