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What does it mean to be living? A young girl finds out for herself as she fights to stay alive in a world of people who have died inside. When approaching his car in an ominous parking lot, a dark figure emerges from the shadow imitating each move he makes. Three teenagers wake up to a prophetic riddle, revealing an ominous box tempting each of their desires. After attempting to sell cookies on their turf, two teenagers find themselves in a battle against the League of Girl Scouts, a group of evil capitalistic pre-teens who are highly skilled in combat. An urban legend about a girl who has been bullied and socially alienated in school because of her learning disabilities. She is so lonely that she makes friends with a boy in the forest and soon disappears with her red ball. Vasilisa meets a little chicken, and they become inseparable friends. Will they stand the test of their friendship? When Frank, a meek, depressed Bible salesman dies at 23, he's positive that he's headed straight to hell.
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I just keep leafing through my Seventeen magazine, baking on the sunny bricks of our stoop. Then I yawn and stretch, lift my sunglasses. I walk slowly over the grass, as slow as I can without stopping. The grass mashes fresh and green against the soles of my feet, so fresh I think my toes can smell how May-green and clean it is. As I stroll, I count the white painted stones bordering the driveway to keep my calm: one, two, three. I drop my magazine onto the lawn, casual as you please, as I slouch along toward Animal. My dad fell in love with it at first sight across a crowded showroom just the way I felt the first time I saw Animal working on his car in the J.
This article was published more than 6 years ago. Some information may no longer be current. Have a story to tell? See our guidelines at tgam. It's a sunny Saturday in June and we are hosting our first barbecue of the season. One p. Doorbell rings. I brush the onion tears from my face, wipe my hands on my pink flannel pyjamas and open the door. Standing on my front stoop is a freshly blow-dried year-old in high-waisted stonewashed shorts and a floral tank top. She is taller than her mom.