In SIX WORDS or fewer, write a story about yourself at seventeen.

The world is my oyster? Help!

Afraid. Oppressed. Yearning. Believing. Hoping.

Grief,anger,stress.Good building materials.

Thank God the window was unlocked.

Cars. Girls. Cars. Gas money. Cars.

Career - poet. (HA! HA! HA! Right)

Lost, I try to run.

Alone, scared, bullied, cutter, stoned, empty.

I finished writing my first novel.

It will probably fall off soon.

Hair growing everywhere. She ignores me.

Lost and broken, I chose poorly.

so much bad poetry and acne

So precocious, never acted my age.

shadow isn't the absence of light

Launched into the unknown. Without wings.

Obsessed with my virginity, l drank.

Espresso and cigarettes. "Is this it??"