The Girl in the Red Rubber Boots

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  • Is Atheism a Religion?

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    Fact: I have never understood how someone could think atheism was a religion. It came up at SMBI once. To begin with, there were several people telling me that atheism was a religion, and I disagreed with them. Slowly more and more people joined the conversation, yet still, no one was on my side. Once…

  • Snowflakes and bizarre things

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    “Look at this,” said Derek. He stuck his arm outside and then drew it back in, with snowflakes clinging to his navy blue jacket. “You can see the pattern in them. See? Look at that one.” I looked. My jaw not-literally-but-basically dropped to the floor. It looked like the above picture, only tiny, the size…

  • A Lot to Think About

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    I am much more reasonable by daylight. The sun sets. Everyone goes to bed, but I am awake, awake, awake, and so discontented. I know that I should not be discontented. Most of the time I’m not, like during the day when everything is nice and beautiful and half-full. But at night I feel very melodramatic and…

  • The Enchanted Feeling

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    I sat on an orange couch and drank tea. I love tea. There was a girl beside me named Jo, a chic college student who is friends with my aunt and uncle. We talked about random things and sipped our tea, with various purchases of the day in plastic bags by our feet. Perhaps because…

  • Toothpicks and that summer

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    Today I stuck a blue toothpick in my mouth and looked cool. Jason said, “I can look cool without a blue toothpick in my mouth.” I said, “I can look cool with a blue toothpick in my mouth.” Jason said, “Yeah, that is harder.” … Today I pushed a little girl on the swings. Her…

  • This is incredably pathetic

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    I have writers block. Thus I will leap around from random subject to random subject. It was quite bizarre Friday morning. I got into the DC airport at 1:00 AM and it was completely empty except for our flight. Everything felt a bit surreal anyway, cause I was so tired, and then there was this…

  • Virginia Bound

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    Well all of the sudden we concluded that I should go to Dayton VA and live with my Aunt Rebecca for a while. So that’s where I’m headed in like, 15 minutes. I am sick of trying to fit my life into two large black suitcases. Maybe I should stop flying everywhere and buy a…

  • I need YOUR story

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    Emily Sara Smucker
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    Before I even went to SMBI it was my intention to eventually write a novel set at a Mennonite Bible School. So my brain has been tossing ideas around for quite a while, but in the shower last night something clicked that had never clicked before, and I was ready to get my pen moving. But one…

  • Romance

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    I discovered the other day why I hate romance novels. It’s not that I have anything against romance itself. I mean, hello, I’m a girl, I have to like romance, right? But I detest romance novels. Nothing against you if you like Karen Kingsbury, but it’s not for me. But see, I couldn’t put my…

  • The Dreamless Sleep is the Worst

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    Emily Sara Smucker
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    I  wake up, confused. The light is on. But was I sleeping? Of course I was sleeping, but how can you know if there are no dreams? Or maybe those strange thoughts were dreams, because, now that I think of it, they didn’t make any sense. Everything is hot. My head hurts and I wish…