My new job: a personal essay

The first day of my new internship at a bank was set to begin in one week. I had stress dreams in which I destroyed every shred of career potential and my ability to be hired. I ate too many boxes of Kraft macaroni and cheese. You know, logical things to do when you should […]

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Living on my own

I’m not the first, but I might be the worst. Having a studio apartment is just an extended hotel room stay, except you have to bring your own shampoo. It’s 9 a.m.: I’ve just burned my fourth slice of toast of the day. It’s noon: I’ve just made a friend help me carry a mattress up […]

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Yeah, I’m Afraid of Guns

I survived a school shooting. I was made a victim in the one place we are all meant to be safe — school. Glass fell to the carpeted floor followed by muffled screaming from my classmates. This was what I heard and saw during what was supposed to be a routine algebra lesson in the […]

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