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Top Ten Goals For 2021 1. Do better in school. People say that school should be easy. That you should just be born with all the smarts you need. But that is not the case, at least not for me. There are some many problems with my brain. No one has ever really said to me. “Oh your brain is broken, you are stupid.” But I can tell they are thinking it. I can tell my parents think it every time I show th...
My eyes were heavy and my hand aced but I had to keep going. My phone screen lit up. Jess texted me. Are you almost done? I stared down at the blank page. My hand felt heavy and sore but I managed to type a short response up onto the screen. Yep almost When I was little all I wanted to be was a writer. I thought it would be easy. But I did not know how much work it would be and how many al...
Summer practically jumped out of her church clothes and into her favorite t-shirt and shorts. “Where are you going?” Her dad asked as she opened the back door. “To the woods to meet Tony,” Summer said and dash out the back door. Her dad rolled his eyes and laughed, “That kid!” Summer met Tony in their usual spot, which was in the middle of the woods where the pond was. Summer pulled off her shoes and socks and slipped her feet into the icy water of the pond. “Hey what up girl!” To...
March, 4, 1946 Today is my birthday and I am 11 but it does not matter how old I am because it is the same every time, Mama can't afford to get me a birthday present. She always says the same thing, "You know how it is being black at this time in history, black people barely even have a few pennies to spare, Stella."
Emma woke up with a burning feeling in her hands. She bolted out of bed and rinsed her hands with warm water hoping it would help. The second the warm water hit her hands her hands stopped burning. She stopped thinking about her burning hands and went down stairs. When she got down stairs her mom had already prepared some waffle with a butt load of whipped cream on the waffles. The but load of whipped cream made the waffles a little soggy but Emma still comped...
Jeff Jeff loved the city. But he loved winter more, because in the winter they had a bowling contest. His grandpa owned a bowling place. Jeff was sitting on the bar stool behind the counter daydreaming when he heard a knock on the door. Jeff woke from his day dream and went to look who it was. It was his best friend Miles. Him and Miles bowled every morning before school. It was like a tradition. Jeff let Mile...
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