Young Writers
Shauna Woo 3
You see why I wanted to leave home so badly. All this attention that I was getting was making me sick. I wanted to go somewhere where no one knew me...
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Shauna Woo 2
I like church. I like singing in church. There's so much sorrow in Christian songs that I like to sing them. Sometimes I feel so close to crying that...
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- 513 reads
Shauna Woo 1
I've always tried to do my best. It shows. I never hurt my parents with drug use or a "bad-influence" boyfriends. I'm valedictorian of my class and I...
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In search of Catherine
Her bread and butter were Truffaut and Godard, raised on shorts like ‘Everybody Is called Patrick’ and watching coquettes coyly stroll the streets of...
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- 463 reads
In the Rain
I have never been as in love with you as I am at this moment and I love you more each second. Earlier, you pulled me into the pouring rain. You...
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- 273 reads
fired
The commute home felt easier- even the crowds provided a different level of comfort. Something about their tired, old faces worn out by the day’s...
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- 374 reads
Feelings
Feelings, something I don't really understand or even know to be honest. There are good feelings and bad ones. I am lucky and unlucky to feel both...
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Every Second Hurts
2 years 730.5 days 17,532 hours 1,051,920 minutes 63,115,200 seconds
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A meeting between two friends in St. James's Park
This is how it should be, you say. Under the shadowed leaves which hang like footprints in the sky. You bring your hands to my neck and pull me...
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The Classics
I remember the day you first asked me about literature. I listed some classics and while you recognized them, you weren't sure what they were about...
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- 277 reads