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Dear Albert: Thrift Store

By Emily WinterJuly 7, 2012
The man behind the counter has a lot of tattoos. And now he is picking his nose. Me and Anna are standing behind a... More  →
Dear Albert: Thrift Store

Dear Albert: Multiple Personality Disorder

By Emily WinterJune 2, 2012
The world is somebody else’s oyster, and I’m riding in the back seat. And holy crap, is it awesome. For fictional teen characters, there’s... More  →
Dear Albert: Multiple Personality Disorder

Dear Albert: Two Love

By Emily WinterMay 12, 2012
"It must be hard," says Gracie, pulling at the curls on her afro wig. "What?" I ask. We're sitting on the back porch. Her... More  →
Dear Albert: Two Love

Dear Albert: A Party?

By Emily WinterApril 22, 2012
Because of my Dear Albert column, I'm used to feeling queazy in homeroom. I'm not used to everyone staring at me. "What are you... More  →
Dear Albert: A Party?

Dear Albert: Fraidy Cat

By Emily WinterMarch 24, 2012
Hey readers! Sorry this is a day late—I had to go to Chicago yesterday (my writing day). I'm a butt!... More  →
Dear Albert: Fraidy Cat

Dear Albert: Book on Head

By Emily WinterFebruary 24, 2012
“Anna is so brave,” I say, with perhaps too much admiration in my voice. Me and Braden are alone in the newspaper... More  →
Dear Albert: Book on Head

Dear Albert: Fictionally Taken

By Emily WinterJanuary 27, 2012
I’m late for lunch. I slam my locker, but it swings back, stubborn and resistant. The Grapes of Wrath falls out. “You SUCK... More  →
Dear Albert: Fictionally Taken

Dear Albert: Shades of Gray

By Emily WinterJanuary 6, 2012
A half hour ago I was thinking about putting my own slimy tongue in Anna Ingram’s mouth to express my affection. Now... More  →
Dear Albert: Shades of Gray

Dear Albert: The Lock-In

By Emily WinterDecember 14, 2011
Me and Gil have to walk across the street to get to the gym, where the lock-in is already underway. If you saw... More  →
Dear Albert: The Lock-In