Speak Up_Vanilla Ice Cream_Annemarie's Story_The Wonder of Art
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Speak Up
Ryan watched from the edge of the lunchroom table as the four 7th graders sat down a few seats away from him. He recognized them as the kids in all of his classes: the popular, outgoing, smart, and helpful kids everyone seemed to look up to. The kids who got 100s in Math 3, of all classes. The kids who brought glory to Weddington Middle School through winning math competitions and reading the most books. No one else was on the level of Ava Wong, Rishi Chandra, Kevin Huang, and Amun Kera, otherwise known as The Group. Ryan, who had just transferred from the other side of town, was as far from t...
Vanilla Ice Cream
She hit me hard, I couldn’t think for a moment. I take an extra-long time to pick something from the freezer. Really, I am not buying anything from here, but to enjoy the cool air. From here, I can see the window dripping sweat because of the heat outside, for as long as I could fight, I am staying here. I see with the magical eyes on my back that the shop assistant starts walking towards me. I get nervous, almost felt like committing a crime, so I grab something looking nice, I smile wide at the assistant and go straight to the counter to pay. I fought and I lost. The window is blurred, my h...
Annemarie's Story
The snow is falling in elegant, graceful patterns. I'm sitting by the window sill, reading "The Book Theif" when Mama comes over. Her hand is soft like butter, but her eyes show pain."Mama?" I ask."Yes, darling?""Tell me again," I say. I know that I'm only 12, but I still listen to Mama's story. "Tell me the story about you and Auntie Carel and the one who had the same name as me. I want it to be fresh in my mind before she comes over tonight."Mama sighs a deep sigh, full of knowledge and tears and love."It's a true story, Annemarie. It's a true, sad story about my mistake. The only reason I ...
The Wonder of Art
“Hey, Nathan, come look at this.” I picked up the canvas and pointed it towards the doorway of the kitchen where he was washing dishes. Just moments later he appeared in the doorway, drying his hands.“Nice, man.” He replied.“Nice? This is a new life here. A world full of bursting colors.” I lifted the canvas up higher, afraid his judgment was clouded because he simply couldn’t see the true beauty of it from so far away. “A world? Where are the cities, countries, people?” He asked, moving further into the room until he wwww.onedoor.ccas standing directly in front of the canvas looking at it. He brought his ...