Category: Memory
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Busted for tapping on a boy’s window
A memory It is 1993, the day before Christmas Eve, and I have told my parents I’m staying at Carmen’s house. She’s told her parents she’s staying at my house. A risky move, but one that has worked a few times. We are out playing all night long, driving around, hanging out with people at…
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Old diaries, new perspective
I decided very early on that I wanted to be a writer. Elementary school, in fact. I always wanted to be a novelist (and this year, I will be!) but around fifth grade, I decided that might be too difficult to break into the industry and be a bestseller, so instead I would “just” be…
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A first love
This is an attempt to capture with words the purity of a first romance … and the ability to reflect on it years later with fondness. A memory It’s 1993, I am 15 years old, and this is no summer romance. No, this one sparks during a snowfall and a power outage, and this one will warm me for…
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A 20-year-old confession
A memory I am 6 years old and in first grade. Jason is my boyfriend. I’m not sure how this happened, but it had something to do with my sticker book and two pigs kissing and I showed it to him and he liked it. Later I decide I don’t want to have a boyfriend…
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Waffle House, an exboyfriend, and being 18
A memory It is 1996, and we are seniors in high school. Brian and I had just broken up, so things are weird between us. Susan, Brian and I are at Waffle House, so it must be the middle of the night. I am so happy to just be in his presence, although I am…