Sophie

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The Retreat

A summary of retreat livin’ by Sophie. (Who doesn’t post too much.) What has it been like to live in a hostel with twenty-five unschooled teenagers? It is amazing. Just in the last night I have laughed and cried but been too happy to care about it. I can’t count how many disapproving and weird […]

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Sleep (or lack thereof)

A note from sleep-deprived Sophie. I remember sleep. (Disclaimer to myself. Even though I am really happy and don’t regret staying up all night I don’t ever want to do it again! Read this every time I want to pull an all-nighter. The title isn’t a joke.) When Raven and I were walking to the […]

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Sandy!

courtesy: Sophie

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Sophie’s Update!

So after a lot of water and 80 mph sand buried into my skin and hair the night finally came to Hyannis. During the poetry reading last night Sage, Jessica, Lee, Laura and I were in the lounge ‘writing’ (well, Jessica was) when I discovered my computer had been stepped on by some strange force […]

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The storm

(Note from author Sophie: a “lamby” is a sheep skin that I have slept on and loved since I was a few days old.) Outside the window, wind rushes. It’s so strong it makes the grass move and form patterns. The sky is covered in a dark gray blanket. It reminds me of my childhood, […]

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Internet!!

(Thank you, Sophie.)

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The Illness

The illness flocked around us. We knew people had it but never thought so many had been lost to it. We felt lost in a sea of so many infected faces. They look at us like we are the odd ones, like we have are the sick ones. It’s funny how we look at them […]

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The problem

The problem is not the problem. The problem is your attitude about the problem. Do you understand? -Johnny Depp (aka Jack Sparrow)

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The window

(Note from author Sophie: I wrote this after spending over half an hour staring out the window) When I look out the window I don’t think. I forget time and people. I might bite my nail without thinking. I stare into oblivion, looking but not seeing. I wonder what would happen if I couldn’t let […]

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Serial killers… Yay!

[The following is an excerpt from Sophie’s writing project] A girl is walking fast down a street near her home. She’s walking fast and keeps looking over her shoulder. Every so often the girl checks her watch. She’s a few minutes late for her curfew and is hoping her parents will notice and come looking for […]

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