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Rushed Aleesha pulled the yellow tape measure out from the bottom of her underwear drawer. The door to her room was closed and locked. Not like anyone was going to ...

***A million thank-yous for telling me about the dialog. I redid it, fixed the really bad spots, and the revised version is posted. As for the clichés, I’m keeping them ...

[There are four parts left, and it's killing me Say what you think ] IV The mall was decorated with signs announcing back to school sales. It was crowded inside, ...

[This part has been so tough to write Let me know what you think--if you think anything ] V Students in black gowns swarmed under the bright stadium lights of ...

[Know what I hate about this story? It makes no sense until the very end. Is that too late?] VII Aleesha had a craving for a burger. And a pizza. ...

[I just threw this together. Tell me what needs help. ] Mrs. Foster slid the white potatoes into the oven and closed the door. She pulled off the thick oven ...