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KJ

  • Fireworks for the War (Edited)

    I’ve grown used to the sound of the bombs. Each one echoes in my mind with a constant thrumming. I scratch my chest, and the mud caked on my skin ...

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  • Freeing the Bluejay

    I am extremely frustrated with this piece. I meant it to be artistic, and thought-provoking, but I don't think I succeeded. It wasn't as smooth as my writing usually is ...

    11 min read
  • The Yellow-Purple Picture

    So I'm kind of posting this as a short story on YWS, but it's really a self-experience essay I need to do for Engish class. What my teachers wants is ...

    9 min read


Remember when dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and your mom was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest, war was only a car game. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and good byes only meant tomorrow? And we couldn't wait to grow up.
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