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A Faith in Dad’s Journey
Written by Sophia Zarrinkoub from Groton School, Massachusetts, USA Characters: FAITH: A 13-year-old second-generation Iranian-American girl. Sheltered from the world's traumas and conflict, attached to her phone, often self-conscious, defensive, and headstrong, but curious and sensitive inside. An only child. DAD: Faith’s dad, an Iranian immigrant. Emotional, wise, and resilient. Carries past trauma, struggles to connect with his daughter but cares for her deeply. A hard-wor
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Oct 810 min read


Beyond the End
Written by Lauren Zheng from Guelph Collegiate Vocational Institute, Canada My greasy hands were rejecting Adele’s tissue box when the ground shifted. Chairs shook, chalk broke, and pencils clattered to the floor, as if we were in a bus that had jolted into movement. Through the grimy window, we watched our tier - our world - utterly change. The sky, once paper-white and creased like my teacher’s face, morphed into an ovular sea of light with distant shores of brown. An end
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Oct 811 min read


A Bear, a Brother, and a Goodbye
Written by Eric Wu from Washington, USA “Looks like Zhuxiong got dragged over by TSA again.” I sighed. His tiny legs fluttered as they dragged him helplessly into the treacherous inspection chamber. His cylindrical body meant his face had to be squished to fit into the container. This had happened once in New York, once in Beijing, and twice in Seattle. Clearly, the TSA had found high schoolers bringing stuffed animals through security suspicious. In the past, I had throw
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Oct 88 min read


The Coke in the Medicine Bag
Written by Eric Li from College Station High School, Texas, USA Today is the final day of spring break, 2025. I should be at the beach, toes buried in warm sand, listening to waves crash against the shore. Instead, I'm standing in a funeral home, staring at my grandfather's faded baseball cap. This is my first funeral. My parents have no relatives in the U.S. I've never been to anything like this.' Laughter drifts from the service next door: warm, fond laughter. I hear them s
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Oct 810 min read
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