Author: Mira Han The invitation arrived in the mail on cream stationery, written in looping cursive I recognized instantly — my grandmother’s. The postmark had no date. The address was …
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Author: Katie Flanegan Every morning at 6:20, Mrs. Greer boarded the 49 bus, her red scarf trailing behind her like a flag. She sat in the same seat, beside the …
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Author: Claire Shah When I landed in Lisbon, my luggage didn’t. Maybe that was the point. The first morning, I wore the same jeans from the flight and bought a …
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Author: Maya Thompson Last summer, I spent a week in the Blue Ridge Mountains, and it was unlike anything I had ever experienced. The mountains rose like giant green waves, …
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Author: Avery Collins Sophie sat by the pond, folding a small paper boat. She drew a tiny flag and wrote her name on the side. “This will sail far,” she …
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Author: Thomas Elroy Books were gone, the city said,but Grandma hid a card instead.I found a door behind a wall,inside were books, big and small. I read them all, they …