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My First (and Last) Attempt at Sports

When I was in fifth grade, I played a season of softball. I had never played any sports before then and I showed no interest in them, either. I enjoyed running, but I hardly had any softball experience. After little deliberation, (because I was a brash, I'm-doing-this-try-and-stop-me kind of kid) I decided softball was going… Continue reading My First (and Last) Attempt at Sports

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Cold-Blooded Interview

If I thought my chances of getting this internship were good prior to this phone call, I have lost the will to live since hanging up the phone. I had practiced for this interview. I memorized my top three strengths and weaknesses, why I was a good fit for the job, and I was ready… Continue reading Cold-Blooded Interview

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Backhanded Compliments

I was working the arduous Saturday shift at my library when they walked in: a little girl, a tween, and the woman I assume was their caretaker. They were ready to check out some fine literature when the little girl struck up a conversation with me. And then she told me I was pretty. I… Continue reading Backhanded Compliments

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Feminism Doesn’t Hate All Men, It Empowers All Women

Feminism. Noun. The advocacy of women's rights on the ground of the equality of the sexes (Oxford Dictionaries). I used to be ashamed of the word "feminism." I thought when women claimed to be feminists, it implied that they were crazy man-haters. They did nothing but scream in shrill voices about how all men are… Continue reading Feminism Doesn’t Hate All Men, It Empowers All Women

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Are the Little Monsters Back in School Yet? A Christmas Break Rant

My job at the library requires me to answer the phone. Usually, when I pick up, someone wants to renew their books, ask if we have a specific book, or inquire about something that could easily be found on our website. Once in a while, I get a wrong number or someone I don't understand,… Continue reading Are the Little Monsters Back in School Yet? A Christmas Break Rant

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This is How I Die

I looked around frantically with tears in my eyes. There was no one around to help me. I was going to have to do this alone. I looked in front of me. I begged them not to do it. It was to no avail. They pulled back their arm and let the ball fly. I… Continue reading This is How I Die

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My First College Party

I had never wanted to attend a college party. Nothing about them sounded like a good time to me. The scent of marijuana wafting through the air, drunk kids puking into bushes outside, girls scream-giggling at anything a dumb frat boy said, heavy bass and poor music assaulting my eardrums, the taste of cheap beer,… Continue reading My First College Party

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I Need Creepy Old Man Repellent

It was a foggy October morning, but the weather wasn't unpleasant. I was wearing bright pink socks, which, as a girl who usually wears black from head to toe, was a change. I didn't mind it though. I was feeling kind of pink. Every time I looked down, I was reminded that today might be… Continue reading I Need Creepy Old Man Repellent

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Kneeling Outside My Professor’s Office, Cursing at the Gods

I was going to get an 'F' on this essay. This essay that I had poured what was left of my heart and soul into. The very heart and soul that had been fading from my body since the beginning of the semester. College is the worst of parasites. Let me start at the beginning.… Continue reading Kneeling Outside My Professor’s Office, Cursing at the Gods

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Assuming the Fetal Position

In an exercise class full of athletic beefcakes, I am at their mercy. They could easily shatter my body with a single dodgeball, razing me to the ground in a heap of concussed panic, rendering me broken and paralyzed with fear. This has always been a typical gym class for me. Physical education is the… Continue reading Assuming the Fetal Position