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Submitted to Contest #36
4-3-2009, 10:11 p.m.Hi. I’m Charlie Dwight.... and my therapist told me that journaling would help me with my anger. So… Ya….4-4-2009, All-dayI brought my journal to school today and Toni Hopper bugged me about writing how I had a crush on my best friend, Finn. Finn defended me which made it even more awkward. Finn knows about my journal and knew that nothing would be about him. Science was about chemical reactions, and in reading, we read Chapter Four of “To kill a Mockingbird” and at one of our breaks I dropped all my papers and Finn helpe...
Submitted to Contest #35
Twelve days ago I promised my mom I would go on a walk with her to Central Park, and today was that day. I tried to sleep in as long as possible but of course, Mom barged into my room and threw some teal yoga pants and a matching t-shirt onto my bed, I rolled out of bed onto my neon orange rug, the fluff scratched my face and made it itchy. I stood up and stared at the pile of clothes for a while, then gasped them and angrily put them on. My twin brother, Finn, knocked on my door and slipped a note underneath it, it read:Have a fun walk with...
Submitted to Contest #34
It started off like any normal day, me laying in a bed with my human, William, the baby, screams like usual. My human dad walks in with Hopper, a small pug that is my so-called brother, by his side. “Finn. Let’s go outside.” He said. Hopper and I are both named after some show the humans call “Stranger Things”. Apparently, I’m named after an actor in it, and Hopper is the police chief in it. I obediently followed my Dad and Hopper out of the room, “You okay, man?” Hopper asks. “I’m fine. Just the kid sort of squeezed me last night. Har...
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