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For three years, I lived in an overcrowded house with 15 to 25 other residents. It was one of those tall British houses in a London borough—near-ish Wembley Stadium if...
  • Jewels

    I see my father in my nose and in my toes. I see his impatience and the way my chin grows. I have my mother’s finger nails and emotional eyes. I have her sense...
  • Asia

    I hate crying in public, but I don’t hate it as much as I used to. However, in this particular instance I was embarrassed and inconsolable. Five weeks into my Asian adventure and two...
  • Growth

    Life can be a tricky thing. I had this friend. We met in middle school, preteens with no idea of what type of people we wanted to become. We grew together into teenagers, ready...