TikTok and the Never-Ending Perpetuation of Thrifted Glam
Up until about three weeks ago, I was a staunch TikTok skeptic. I refused to download the app, citing it as a mega-waste of time and something that I didn’t…
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Sophia Moore
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Sophia Moore is a 16-year-old writer based in Southern California. She can be found passionately penning works ranging from dramatic poetry, to insightful articles, to extravagant short stories about almost every topic imaginable. Beyond the literary world, Sophia enjoys voicing her opinions through debate, discovering new music (or more likely, listening to the same three playlists on repeat!), browsing lifestyle and fashion blogs, and taking her dog out on long walks.
Being Latinx Has Nothing to Do With BLM
I love my culture. Simply put: I’m proud to be Mexican. I take pride in my identity as a Mexican-American and try to use my perspective as a person of…
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When Celebrities Become People, Too
Since being in quarantine, my Apple-calculated screen time has shot up. Astronomically. I spend much of my day on my phone, clicking through Instagram, Twitter, YouTube, and even Facebook, to…
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Mexi-Armen-Ican: What It Means to be Multicultural in America
Multicultural (adjective): relating to or constituting several cultural or ethnic groups within a society. What about when you’re multicultural by definition, but not in practice? What about when your American…
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Funding Fear: A Psychological Phenomenon
And in that heart-hammering, skin-crawling moment, I think to myself: where else do people pay $82 to get chased by a man holding a chainsaw? Of course, it’s a fake…
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A High School Junior’s Take on College Admissions
“Hi! How are you, it’s been forever!” A hug ensues. “I’m so great, school is crazy, but I’m hanging in there.” “I totally understand that.” A pause, the question bubbles…
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An Open Letter to Esther Greenwood
Dear Ms. Esther Greenwood, I’m not exactly sure why I’m so fascinated by your story. My mother calls The Bell Jar a morbid novel; I see it as a hopeful…
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Death, Grieving, and Everything That Follows
Death was always an abstract concept in my life—I knew it existed and it had always been vaguely on my mind as something that would come eventually, but death’s grasp…
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Seeing Clearly: An Ode to Glasses
I had my eyes tested for the first time in the fourth grade. After telling my parents that I had difficulty seeing the board from far away at school, the…
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Writing Wrongs
April 10th, 2018. It had been exactly two weeks since I initially received word of my position as a semi-finalist in my first ever writing contest. Needless to say, I…
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