I have become the pariah of the playground while my son is fluttering around as the social butterfly. ... I"m sure you can imagine their astonishment when my illegitimate son and I waltz in on their mommy fest. ... I"m a small existence of teenage mothers that go to the park to actually further interact with my kid amongst his peers. ... I"m anxious to see how the latest generation, spawned by people like me, are destined to turn out. ...

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• Has Bibliography
• Grade Level: High School

Indian Camp Criticism Relationships are very important in the world these days. There are many types of relationships, some which are positive and others that are negative. A particular relationship that will be discussed is a father-son relationship. A father-son relationship should be positi...

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• Grade Level: High School

The Void The warm salty tears were rolling down my face like falling rain. All I could think about was getting away, going anywhere as long as I was away from them. As I ran to my neighbor's house I tried to think of what my excuse would be this time. But this time was different; I was not goin...

• Word Count: 975
• Approx Pages: 4
• Grade Level: High School