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I was raised byStrangers in a plastic box warmingHeart rate monitoringGentle hands comfortingFor a month longDay and Night shift sharingDoctors, Nurse..
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Unfortunately, my teacher never assigned the final draft
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A math essay
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I'm part Puerto Rican, so I chose to do this island for a project, Again. my teacher didn't assign us to finish it.
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There they sat. The triplets: Joseph, Glenn, and Constance. On top of their kingdom of books. Oh, how they adored reading. Books piled against walls, ..
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There are two types of people in this world.There are theMelodies.And there are theHarmoniesThe Melodies are the well-knownkids inschool.The popular c..
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Voices.That’s pretty much all I hear.At schoolAt home.But most commonlyIn my headSometimes it’s screamingOther times there’s sobbing..
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Behold! A collection of poems, short stories, and school essays, has been given to you.
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You know how people say, “I want to be immortal. I don't want to die?” Well, that's the worst thing you could wish for.I've always been pr..
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My eyes shot open as I gulped in a generous amount of air. While my eyes were still trying to focus themselves, I gazed around my surroundings. The pl..
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