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groomed by HuffPo - she’s been writing for them since Dec 2016:

HuffPo: Jamie Margolin
Dec 2016: Jamie Margolin: How The 2016 Election Made Me Stop Believing In My Dreams
I see myself in Hillary Clinton.
I’m a 15-year-old girl and my dream is to become the president of the United States.
I may only be in my freshman year of high school, but already, I’m positive the presidency is for me...
But then I remember the 2016 election. I remember how Hillary Clinton had more than her share of knowledge and qualifications and still lost. I remember how Donald Trump had never held elected office in his life and still won. How he didn’t even bother explain how he would achieve all he promised, and how Hillary had laid out her plans for the country in detail.

Hillary Clinton knew every nook and cranny of what the presidency entailed. She had tangible plans. She was prepared. All we had to do was elect her and she’d roll up her sleeves and get right to work. But Trump was elected instead, and he looked like a deer in headlights when Obama showed him around the White House. According to the press, he seemed “surprised by the gravity of the job” and Obama decided he was going to spend more time with Trump then he usually would with his successor because apparently, Trump didn’t bother to read through the requirements of the job he’d been running for for 18 months...
https://www.huffingtonpost.com/author/jamie-sarai

also from the list of articles:

7 March 2017 Updated 17 March 2017: HuffPo: Jamie Margolin: How Being an Intern With The Clinton Campaign Changed My Life Forever
Ever since I can remember, I’ve always been hyperly-political.
(I mean, I grew up watching The Colbert Report while my classmates were watching Disney shows, if that doesn’t say it all.)

But it wasn’t until I was 14 years old, this past summer, when I finally became politically active.
I’ll never forget the first day I walked into my local democratic campaign office. It was the July before the election, and after watching the inspiring Democratic Convention on TV, I was fired up to volunteer for Hillary Clinton’s campaign. The campaign office was packed, and I was quickly ushered by staff members into a crowded room where (squished between what seemed like a million other volunteers) I made my very first political phone call...

Soon, I signed on as an intern for one of the field organizers, and I progressively began spending more and more time at my state’s Democratic headquarters. The office became my home away from home. When I had a day off from school, I went to the campaign office, and worked a full 7 hours. On weekends? I turned down my friends invitations to hang out and worked at the office. After school? I was at the campaign office...

Hillary Clinton herself made a surprise appearance at the office...
I was able to volunteer at a Chelsea Clinton Town Hall and was even the first at the event to ask a question...
PHOTO: I caught up to Chelsea after the event for a selfie.

I was passionate about Hillary’s campaign, and so excited for what seemed like certain victory and then… well, you all know what went down on November 8th.
On election night, my world shattered, as I know it did for so many others...

Today, I’m channeling all that passion I had for Hillary Clinton’s campaign into environmental activism, and fighting for my future...
https://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/how-being-an-intern-with-the-clinton-campaign-changed_us_58bf6a72e4b070e55af9e92a