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Kika Kovaleski, Illustrated by Samira Glaeser-Khan
Published August 23, 2015
Yuki looked like a wild horse, galloping through the streets of the small, friendly town, her silky black hair flying through the wind. The glaring sun beamed down at her. “Japan bombed Pearl Harbor!” she...
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Jenna Fields, Illustrated by Frances Burnett-Stuart
Published August 23, 2015
I can remember as clearly as my own name, the sound of the rain pounding mercilessly away at the roof of my grandfather’s house and the howl of the wind outside the raindrop-painted windowpane. I...
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David Vapnek, Illustrated by Christian Miguel
Published August 23, 2015
If only I had told someone about the crack in my helmet, if only I had run around the defender, if only I didn’t play in the championship game, if only I did what I...
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Tatum Schutt, Illustrated by Phoebe Wagoner
Published August 23, 2015
By Tatum Schutt Illustrated by Phoebe Wagoner So there I was, trying to keep my voice calm as I laid out my case to my archenemy on her front stoop. “You just have to promise,”...
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Ellie Woody, Illustrated by Sanobar Shariff
Published August 22, 2015
I didn’t dare breathe. The air smelled of fish—dirty, rotten fish, and the slightest of sea salt. In the distance I saw a long boardwalk out to sea. Dark, musty, wooden, it gave off the...
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Lily Strauss, Illustrated by Jia Qi Liu
Published August 22, 2015
Timing is a funny thing. Some religious figures see it as fate, when in reality, it’s chance. The world doesn’t care about any one person enough to stop its continuously moving clock and allow what...
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Mathilde Fox-Smith, Illustrated by Anika Knudson
Published August 22, 2015
By Mathilde Fox-Smith Illustrated by Anika Knudson He had decided earlier that he wouldn’t do it tonight. This nagging annoyed him profoundly. Though now that he was already plastered against a wall, inches from the swerving...
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Connor Gorton, Illustrated by Nahome Yohannes
Published August 22, 2015
Kevin jumped out of bed and pulled at the curtains to open them. He glanced outside and groaned. The sun was not yet over the horizon, but snow was falling very heavily and the wind...
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Ennya Papastoitsis, Illustrated by Onalee Higgins
Published August 22, 2015
Since the beginning of time itself, my mom, my sister, and I have baked chocolate-chip cookies. They’re not amazing or perfect and definitely not round, but to us they’re as good as paradise. We bake...
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Albert Shu
Published August 21, 2015
THIS IS A TRUE STORY Guang’s stomach grumbled. He sighed, took his bread out of his backpack, and looked at it, trying to control his appetite. “Remember, don’t start eating it as soon as you...