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It’s a motel for me tonight, again. The front desk guy has gotten familiar with seeing me and doesn’t even really ask for my license anymore,...

I remember that night like it was yesterday, the night you broke in through my window. I wasn’t boring but it’s not like I lead a very...

Monday, Jan. 16th, 2010 Dear Diary, It’s me, Hannah. Kidding. I know you’re familiar with me, I just like that joke. Today was not the best of...

It’s been two years since the war started. The war isn’t with other countries, it’s within this country. Or at least it was back when this...

It’s been three nights since I drank the tea. Three days without real sleep. Three days wondering if I’m going crazy. Three days of hiding my...

You do not see us. We are not of you, nor you of us, and yet some of you may feel our pull. We have tied you to a destiny, and connected each of...

The carriage ride is bumpy as I listen to the chirp of birds and rustle of leaves. I knew this day was coming, the day they would send me away to...