I struggled with my body and self image. I wrote this poem to better show my feelings and vocalize my experience. The hope is for others going through similar struggles to put less pressure on themselves. To grow and mature and accept.

I was given a place, a time, an object and a scenario to create a story, and although it is a little messy, I had to be creative and think of whatever come to my mind. This story was written around the time of Halloween and a big inspiration I had while writing this story was Edger Allen Poe. The story was also about Two times longer, but I unfortunately had to revise my work. I don't really mind if I win or not but thank you to this organization for giving me this opportunity to express my creativity.

When I was writing this poem, I decided to write it because I had been learning about prejudice in school. I was thinking about it while walking home from school one day and I noticed the nature around me; the rain puddles and the sun. I realized that this could relate to prejudice because the rain puddles symbolized the impacts of prejudice, the sun represented the peace that occurs in world without prejudice, and the rain drops are the constant prejudice that never leaves the world. I wrote this poem because I wanted to show how we can only advance as a species if we cooperate with each other.

Life can be as simple as lemons, whether it be a lesson that good things must be earned, or a reminder that not everything needs to be perfect.

In my short story, a technology has been created with a promise: to give people the ability to share their past experiences. However, this promise and the resulting attachment to it have created a dangerous storm -- where side effects are willing to be overlooked for the sake of the image that's been created.

Have you ever met someone that complains about something all the time? Were you once in this spot that you think that you couldn't get out of?

Ever since fifth grade, I've loved to write. Such an investment is reminiscent of reading but with more liberty. For years, I've loved to explore the fantastical and ethereal. This is a preview of a book I plan to flesh out and publish.

When I first wrote this poem, it was three am and I was taking a break from my biology homework. In my poem, I mention how I have always struggled with my literacy and school in general which came to me as a shock when I decided to express myself through writing.

My work is a summary about the life of a girl named Luna Romano

The writing is based on an article I saw about rich people using hypobaric chambers to prolong their lives. I thought the idea was ridiculous, so I decided to make this short story from the perspective of Death.

These three poems of mine, "Cinnamon Rolls," "Stained," and "Peace" are each deeply meaningful to me, and working on them has proved to be quite a cathartic experience. Each began as something so small, just seedlings of ideas, and have now been through so many stages of revision, and have grown into works that I feel I am very proud of.

For a long time, I was very shy and reluctant to speak about others, but I realized the importance of being outgoing after a trip to Turkey. I wrote this short story to show how life is too short to restrain yourself, and to stress the importance of being outgoing and having fun.