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[dragonynox]

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[carlosjoseperez]

Students of my Creative Writing Workshop in Maili Saba, Kenia. #africa #literature #students #creativewriting #art #share #experiextrips #write #mightywriters (en Rift Valley Province)

[knekeya]

We headed to Washington D.C to the African American Smithsonian #classtrip #washingtondc #africansmithsonian #visitdc #mightywriters #itscold #kids #omg (at Mighty Writers)

[overtonpro]

So You Think You Can Write? College Writing Bootcamp @ CCP for 1st gen college freshmen. Sponsored by #philadelphiaeducationfund #phl #communitycollegeofphiladelphia #scholars #mightywriters #collegewriting #college

[onebookonhenry]

Home by Veyonna

The five minutes before she leaves all dressed in her uniform and ready to leave, my mother wakes me. It’s dark, dim, and it’s hard to see her besides her forest green work clothes. She says little to nothing before leaving down the stairs to be swallowed into the streets.

I try to remember her presence as if she were still here. I try to think she is in the kitchen and I can smell her cooking breakfast, but instead it’s only me burning toast. Half awake from lack of sleep or just listening to pounding feet coming up and down the stairs.

The scent of perfume is faint from me since my mom has been gone for way too long. The only sound I hear is the blaring of the T.V. as my sister watches. As if she is a rock forever immortalized. 

Veyonna is a Mighty Writer.

[onebookonhenry]

Sacred Place by Amaia J.

My Diary is sacred to me sometimes because when I’m quiet I think harder and faster. Sometimes when I’m in my Diary I write fast when it’s quiet in my room. The pencil just writes it’s like magic cause it’s writing by itself. But, sometimes I fall asleep and forget about my Diary!

Amaia is a Mighty Writer. 

[onebookonhenry]

Sacred Place by Tre Jenkins

Many people have sacred places, often without knowing so. It could be a favorite place; a place you look to for sanctuary. If you ask most people about where their sacred place is, you’re almost guaranteed a few seconds of thought, maybe even a question of what the word “sacred” means. Some people have never considered any place sacred. I am not other people.

  There is one place I think of as sacred. One place that fills me with nostalgia. One place that always jogs happy, joy-filled memories. That place is my Aunt Sabria’s backyard. I think I speak for more than just myself when I say this.

  My aunt’s backyard is probably one of the best places I’ve ever been. It’s huge, and has a wood behind it. It’s on a slope, along with the house, that makes races always exciting. My aunt lives in Maryland, so there’s always a special occasion when I’m there. Her backyard is a place of gathering, but more importantly, it’s a place of life.

Tre is a Mighty Writer.

[onebookonhenry]

Sacred Place by Saabir

I like my grandmom’s house. When I think of her house I think of food and family. When I get there, you hear gospel music and people. It’s a brick house with an all-white door. As I get closer the voices and music get louder and louder. When I grab the doorknob and when I open, all I hear is music, kids, and chatter. Everything feels smooth and soft and the smell is like a burst of seafood or soul food. Everything is clean and glistening white with a series of pictures on the wall.

Saabir is a Mighty Writer.