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Was It My Fault?

By: Kenedi Dubose, Student Have you ever felt guilty about something in your life? Chrissy Becker has. Chrissy is

It was a warm sunny day and I was just happy school was over. I always said this was my

It is the mornings I love most, when I can feel hopeful. My best days start when I slip out

The door takes a few moments to open. I hold the handle with one hand, shaking the key in

I stood on the stair of the bus. The others had walked past him, ignored him. They never allowed his

I finish pulling my hair back, holding it tight, getting the rubber band around it. I want it to look

This is a true account was submitted to Thrive Detroit for publication. The writer would like to remain anonymous. Before

This true account was submitted for publication. The writer wishes to remain anonymous under the pseudonym Jean Oaks At the tender age

(This is the second in a series of articles on historic and significant buildings in Detroit history and how they

I remember that cold winter night like it was yesterday. I was in the relaxation studio, where I provided massages