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  • This is an essay I wrote for a 200 level English course. The course was titled The Myth of Suburbia, and it was exactly that; the myth of the idealized suburban life in the 1960’s/ 70’s America. This is one of my proudest essays, but I am sure there are many grammatical errors here, so…

  • This is my take on a short story exercise, in which a story contains three stories of three different people were struck by lightning. 1. The flight attendant.  I was thirty thousand feet above Boston when the sky cracked open and found me.  It’s funny because I never feared bad weather, I rather enjoyed it.…

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  • I imagine our neighbors look at our house and imagine we are quite alright, well off perhaps. It is weird to be grateful for this big, beautiful home, but equally feel just as burdened by it. We once did have it all, it wasn’t always a matter of feeling we play pretend. After years of…

  • Writing began as an escape for me- a quiet rebellion against the chaos of constant change. It began as therapy, a way to release the thoughts that made me feel claustrophobic in my own head. As a young girl moving frequently with my family due to financial struggles, I was never grounded in one school…