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Hello! I'm Sam, a young teen writer. I am a complete bookworm and aspiring wordsmith of all sorts. Criticism is always welcome!

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"'I didn’t go there looking for you. I went looking for me.' My voice is soft, low, and shaky. 'But now, here you are, and somehow, in finding you, I think I’ve found myself.'"

- "Every Last Word" by Tamera Ireland Stone


June 20, 2018


I’m on a train-
I’ve never ridden before.
It started out slow but
It’s getting faster,
The rumbling of it shakes my core

It’s speeding up and I don’t know wether to stay or to go
If I go I might die but I have a chance to live free
If I stay I might crash but I have a chance to live for these last few
hours, days, weeks
until it finally ends in a firey explosion

There is a chance
It might slow down, continue on over land

But am I willing to take that chance?


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