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Tag Archives: High School
May Day, Mayday?: Friday May 15th, 2015
“God, you have some big teeth!” Penelope says. She leans in over the picnic table, coming kiss close to Grace’s face, examining her as if she were a side show freak, the Bearded Woman or the Snake Man. “You’re a rabbit!” … Continue reading
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Tagged dysfunctional, family, friends, friendship, High School, new friend, teen, teenager
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A New Fish in the Sea: Wednesday May 6th, 2015
“Everyone, please quite down.” Mrs. Perkins- 100lbs of stressed English teacher in black slacks and faded Grammar Police t-shirt- sounds like a cheap answering machine through her electric megaphone, “You, James Hinton, sit down!” The gym is a sweltering mass of heads, arms, and backpacks, … Continue reading
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Tagged friends, friendship, High School, meeting someone, teen, teenager
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Angels and Robots: Friday April 3rd, 2015
“Just a few screws and we’ll be done on this end.” Oliver says. He fits a metal bracket to the side of the house, being careful not to fall off his stool, and motions for Sunny to hand him a … Continue reading
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Tagged diary, divorce, dysfunctional, family, friendship, High School, home, Journal
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The Waiting Game: Valentines Day, 2015.
“I’m so glad to see so many faces here tonight. I think we may have beaten last year’s record.” Pastor Roberson, a stylish man in his mid-forties with an athletic build and expensive power haircut, goes on to thank everyone for coming, mentioning … Continue reading
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Tagged abuse, Christianity, church, dance, Dancing, diary, dysfunctional, family, God, High School, Journal, Personal, purity, teenager, virginity
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“Float On”, “Blank Space” and Other Songs You Can’t Dance Too: Tuesday Feb 10th, 2015.
“What song is that?” Grace asks. Her irritation, previously held in check by exceptional manners, is beginning to bubble over. “I can hear it though the ceiling.” “What song?” I ask absently. It’s a stupid question, like asking who George Washington … Continue reading
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Tagged Dancing, diary, dysfunctional, family, friendship, High School, Journal, Taylor Swift
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Match Made in Heaven: Thursday Feb. 5th, 2015.
“She’s getting her tray now. You’ll like her.” June says, taking a bit of her burger, leaving a stream of ketchup dribbling down her chin. Around us, the cafeteria bustles as the smell of bulk bought and prepared food fills our nostrils. “She’s like … Continue reading
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Everything and Nothing: Friday Jan. 30th, 2015
“Hello, stranger.” Mrs. Jane says, smiling as I slide into the familiar plastic bucket seat in front of her desk, “It’s been awhile.” “Sorry. Things came up.” I say. Guilt, having buzzed around my ear like a mosquito these last few weeks, sinks … Continue reading
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Tagged diary, dysfunctional, family, friendship, High School, Journal, mom, teenager
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Cherry Bomb Love: New Years Eve 2014
“Did he kiss you?” June asks. She reclining in a lawn chair, sipping a Dr. Pepper like it’s a White Russian. Admittedly, she doesn’t play the roll of ‘love guru’ better than Mike Myers. “Or should I ask, ‘how big was his … Continue reading
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An End to Nothing Important: Thursday Dec. 4th, 2014
“It’s not that bad.” I turn a small mangled square of carbon steel in my hands. Globs of what were to be a perfect welds run along its length like silver bird droppings. “It really isn’t.” June, laying back on her Airstream’s tiny … Continue reading
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American Dysfunctionality 