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Carrie Merhout
Published August 14, 2015
What a beautiful day! Charlotte bounded home from school, eager to get back to their ranch. As usual, halfway there, her lady collie, Sunbeam, patiently waited for her. They traveled home together. When they reached...
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Juliette Shang
Published August 14, 2015
Everyone in my class who plays piano hates practicing. They all say, “Ugh, my mom is so annoying, she says I can quit piano when I am thirteen.” In my case, it’s the opposite way...
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Lukas Bacho
Published August 14, 2015
I slipped off my shoes and sensed the tough airport rug beneath my feet. Behind me, hundreds of people were waiting in line for security. I slammed my bag into a gray plastic container. “Welcome...
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Evelyn Chen
Published August 14, 2015
By Evelyn Chen Illustrated by Teah Laupapa "Good night, Cordelia and Georgia,” Mom said. She smiled at us and gently shut the bedroom door behind her. I listened as her footsteps receded down the hall....
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Ethan Archibald
Published August 12, 2015
Yum. The sweet smoky aroma of barbecued ribs fills the backyard and slowly drifts into the house. The backyard has uneven, rough stone tiles and a Big Green Egg Kamado (Japanese barbecue smoker) under the...
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Lily Hoelscher
Published August 12, 2015
The bell rang, and a flood of students poured out of Madison Middle School. Kids laughed and chattered excitedly to each other, racing down the street toward their homes. Hannah Bauer was the only one...
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Eleanor M. Polak
Published August 11, 2015
A girl sat on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. “It’s not fair!” she yelled to the room. “I didn’t ask for them to die!” The girl’s eyes filled with tears as she punished...
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Ellanora Lerner
Published August 11, 2015
The sun rises over Chicago every morning. Hordes of commuters head to work on the “L” and just as many cars jam pack the city streets. The city comes alive every morning as people head...
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Catherine Chung, Illustrated by the author
Published July 31, 2015
My curly red hair flew out behind me as I ran. What I desperately needed was a place where I could be alone, a place where all there was for company were the chirping of crickets,...
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Rachel Barglow, Illustrated by Ester Luna
Published July 31, 2015
"Truth or Dare?” my best friend Jackson challenges me. I glance around at my circle of friends like they might have an answer. “Dare,” I say confidently. My friends and I always get together Saturday...
