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My body is not your bed

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عضو منذ ٢٧ يوليو، ٢٠١٧
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  • العمر 14

need I remind youthat my heart is still beatingthat my brain is still workingthat I am very much livingbecause last time I checkedI'm not an empty body for you to play withnor a doll to abuse without consequencebut I am a girlraised in place where I mustn't dare speak upfor all the "me too's" in the world are countered by"whores!" and "slut!"I suppose speaking means that there's something wrong in our makeupsome wiring malfunction in our machinerybut tell meif you need to hold down your loverand...


I’m Not a Jar to Label

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عضو منذ ٢٧ يوليو، ٢٠١٧
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  • العمر 14

I've spent virtually every day of my life lumped into some sort of group. Kid. Nerd. Artist. Writer. Seems pretty harmless. Right? Well, I wasn't finished.Indian. Freak. Outsider. Terrorist. Still harmless? I don't think so (don't worry, I'll get back to that last one).People saw a few of my drawings and said - "oh, she's an artist." They read a few of my essays and presumed - "she's definitely a writer." They saw a few of my test grades and thought - "she must be a genius." People saw the color...


The Wait Is Over

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عضو منذ ٢٧ يوليو، ٢٠١٧
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  • العمر 14

I remember the sharp static on the PA as the lady came on the school announcements. "We are having a lockout. This is not a drill." I remember the shivers running down our spines as we sat huddled on the 'magic carpet.' I remember my mind racing in a million directions as to what could be going on. It was never not a drill. We had no idea what was going on, I remember a few children even cried. I remember our teacher scrolling through her phone, looking for any news updates. Her eyes widened in...


I'd Like To Pretend

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عضو منذ ٢٧ يوليو، ٢٠١٧
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I'd like to pretend that our world was a havenkindness and and compassion ruling the landno pain or sufferingno sorrow at someone else's handI'd like to imagine an earthwithout toil wearing it awaybirds singing in the crisp spring breezetheir fledglings in flight by MayShould I dare dream a daywhen tears are no longer shedanguish is but a distant memoryand the starving poor are fedCan I wish for a timewhere appearance is not all one seeswhen one pulls back facadesand tries to look beneathI'd lik...


Why Don't We Have Equality Yet?

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عضو منذ ٢٧ يوليو، ٢٠١٧
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  • العمر 14

It's a tough question, isn't it? The reasons go back centuries, don't they? The work of our ancestors since the beginning of humanity. They laid down the framework for the utterly insufferable race to follow. But it's been well over 2 million years since the first humans came to be. So why haven't gotten past their ancient views? Why are we still rooted in our old ways?Why don't we have equality yet?Last year in the middle of an average social studies class, I was just about to doze off when my...


Time: The Uncatchable Thief

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عضو منذ ٢٧ يوليو، ٢٠١٧
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  • العمر 14

Have you ever wondered where the time went? How just yesterday you were playing in your preschool playground and now you're making your way through high school?Strange, Isn't it?Why does time never seem to slow? Why does it only speed, faster and faster until we hit our final stop in the journey that is life? I think that sometimes the journey is so long that we often worry about the road ahead, as opposed to focusing on what is in front of us. That's why sometimes we miss a chance to look at th...


TVs and Ovens: A Lesson in Acceptance

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عضو منذ ٢٧ يوليو، ٢٠١٧
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Weird title, I know. Just stick with me.First impressions, one of the most important moments in meeting someone new. They'll get a sense of your personality, your 'aura.' But you want to know something sad? Those all important first impressions, they don't exist anymore. Why? One word.Judgement. When we see someone we judge them. It's been etched into our brains for generations now. A simple characteristic such as one's hair or one's outfit can influence all our opinions of them. They don't need...


Dancer, Dreamer

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عضو منذ ٢٧ يوليو، ٢٠١٧
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The letters dance.They do incomprehensible things.They jumble together, coexist together.They mock me, they taunt me, for I cannot belong with them.The words are of another world.A world I have not yet travelled to.They are beautiful and complex.They hold meanings I fail to grasp.I long to be a part of that world.I long to understand the estranged pencil marks I see.I long to create, I long to express.I long to dance with the letters. I want to be their friends.I dream to read, to write.But it i...


The Meaning of "No"

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عضو منذ ٢٧ يوليو، ٢٠١٧
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Why did you do what you did,hurt what you hurt,touch what you touched Didn'tyou think that I was scared?That I didn't want your hands,roaming, exploring, prodding? Youmelted me until I was water,burned me until I was steam.Left me invisible and broken,a piece of dust swept under the carpet.But what about the other one?Why didn't you...


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  • KomalSamrow

    Small changes can make a big difference.


    عضو منذ ٢٧ يوليو، ٢٠١٧


    العمر 14 • 11 مشاركة