I hitchhiked. I was in the seventh grade -- far too young to be exposing myself to the perilous adventures of road-and-thumb. And yet, young enough to believe that the open road could be thrilling, mind expanding, educational -- the way of, as Jack Kerouac said, the "crazy, illuminated hipsters suddenly rising and roaming America, serious, bumming and hitchhiking everywhere, ragged, beatific, beautiful in an ugly graceful new way. I wasn't as sop his ticated as Kerouac. I hadn't read On the Road yet. But I would have glamorized it as such.
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New short fiction, every week. The words you know and love. By Deborah Willis. The year my parents seprated coincided with the year I adored my sister. Claudia was fourteen, and was at the beginning of the long rebellion that would define her life. I wore the same outfit almost every day: jeans with embossed flowers and a green sweater.
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When I was 12 years old I had a sleepover I will never forget. Me and my friends Alex and Mitchell were all sleeping over at Alex's house. We had all just woken up and Alex's mom had left us a note in the kitchen "hope you all slept well.
New short fiction, every week. The words you know and love. By Laura Lippman. The rules, the real ones, have seldom been written down, yet every girl knows them. They eat too much, they leave messes, they break vases while roughhousing with the kids, but the children adore the boys who babysit, so they still get invited back.