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#31621voted by our readers
By mnedboy2772 BRONZE
NY, New York

     It was a week before school and Maureen had two of the most obnoxious books to read for English. They were big, they were boring, and they were her mother’s.      “Why do I...
mnedboy2772 BRONZE, NY, New York
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#31622 Fiction
By Adi12345 PLATINUM
Monmouth Junction, New Jersey
Adi12345 PLATINUM, Monmouth Junction, New Jersey
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#31623 Fiction
By Sara369 BRONZE
Ham Lake, Minnesota
Sara369 BRONZE, Ham Lake, Minnesota
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"The business of life is the acquisition of memories." ~Downton Abbey

#31624 Fiction
By Anonymous
#31625 Fiction
By AWilliams BRONZE
Fox Point, Wisconsin
AWilliams BRONZE, Fox Point, Wisconsin
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someonewhoisme BRONZE, Normandy, Tennessee
3 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
"You is smart. You is kind. You is important."-Aibileen- The Help

#31627 Fiction
By TheUnspoken1 SILVER
Tecumseh, Nebraska
TheUnspoken1 SILVER, Tecumseh, Nebraska
5 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;It&#039;s hard to be a dimond in a rhinestone world.&quot; - Blood On The Dance Floor&hearts;<br /> &quot; You can&#039;t judge me by my cover, it&#039;s not what you see but what you discover. &quot; Blood On The Dance Floor&hearts;<br /> &quot; Don&#039;t be afraid to stand out. &quot; Britt Nicole&hearts;

coolstudygirl GOLD, Vermilion, Ohio
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#31629 Fiction
By Wolf2Wolf BRONZE
Chesapeake, Virginia
Wolf2Wolf BRONZE, Chesapeake, Virginia
1 article 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
&quot;To love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you&#039;ve held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your throat filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you, its tropical heat thickening the air, heavy as water more fit for gills than lungs; when grief weights you like your own flesh only more of it, an obesity of grief, you think, How can a body withstand this? Then you hold life like a face between your palms, a plain face, no charming smile, no violet eyes, and you say, yes, I will take you I will love you, again.&quot;

#31630 Fiction
emmaszalach19 BRONZE, Amherst, New York
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