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I can't find her. Every time I look, she's gone. We're playing hide and seek, but she's never to be found. Our house is quiet now, her room a desolate space. I can't find her. I remember that day, so long ago. It is screaming at me in my head every time I pass her room. ... I remember the sun, a light shining through me. the car swiftly going down the road. That road was like a path less traveled, quiet and lonely. It was a beautiful day until we arrived to our silent home. In only a moment's time, a knock resounded from the door. We weren't expecting anyone. ... I used to play hide and seek. I would ask Mommy, "Where is she

There is fire all around us. Engulfing our bodies, Invading our minds, Corrupting our souls. .. .. This fire is uncontrollable, But not uncontainable. It is not our heart that holds this fire, But our mind working without our heart. .. .. This fire is in our actions, Rarely in our thoughts. It is one of our flaws, Something we can't destroy. .. .. We don't see the water, The quell of the storm, But it is there, Quietly waiting for the fire to burn. .. .. The water is within us, Yet it is scarcely used. It belongs to the righteous, But there are only a few.... It is not something we can't use, But is so

Racism, chalkboards, and misunderstanding. That is my life. I sit in the small, non-descript classroom in the town of Leeds, a borough that is driving my life to the ground- fast. It's not that it's a place filled with thugs on the graffiti-ridden corners or prostitutes under the dim streetlights, but opportunities just don't show up often in this town. It's the kind of place where you live your entire childhood making plans to move to London and change the world, but wind up selling "no-frill" groceries at the corner Morrison's Store in Beeston. But I've decided that all of this is going to change. Soon. 4:00 A.M. I'm in the restroom, gett