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by Annamarie Davidson

The Summer of the Lime Green Popsicle
I was seven on my first camping trip. My mom forgot to pack my bag and I spent the whole weekend barefoot, wearing ice cream cone pajamas.      Years later, the wilderness was where my Aunt Mary kept saying we’d have t...

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by Madonna Matta

A Year at 15
I don’t remember much of my teenage years, but I remember 15. This was the year of freshman year, new friends, and freedom. When I was in middle school, I didn’t have many friends. In fact, I struggled making them. High school was diffe...

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by Olivia Rose

What would you do if you weren’t afraid?
I am a thirteen-year-old girl now living on the Big Island of Hawai’i in Waimea. I grew up in California living a life surrounded by great characters. Growing up in Silicon Valley, everyone was expected to do something great. It was almos...

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by Annamarie Davidson

Aloha-HA-HA (A Thanksgiving Story)
I’d never seen a single hula girl wearing shoes. I really hated shoes. Ergo, I decided, at the age of four, that the only place I could truly be myself was Hawaii.      Seven years later, the adventure was finally happ...

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by Kiele Twarowski

It feels so scary getting old
I’m newly 22 years old, and I guess most people would consider that an adult. That being said, I’ve found that with adulthood comes privilege — the type of privilege that you don’t have as a kid. For example, you get to choose what ...

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by Annamarie Davidson

The Year of the Autodidact
I was my own homeschool teacher.   In August after the sixth grade, I took a tour of my new school. The large junior high, that was basically a grid of four interconnected quads, didn’t seem so hard to manage.     I’...

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by Sara Radin

A love Letter to the…Unknown
Dear Unknown, You’ve always made we feel really uncomfortable. I just hate not knowing what’s going to happen five minutes, five days or five years from now. I can feel the fear of the unknown all over my body, all the time – I ca...

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by Julie Schulte

Elementary Island
Shave? Shave what? I hadn’t been shaving anything, high or low. “Uhh…it depends.”

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