Whoever created school lunches must have really hated kids. Seriously! Kids would be much happier with pizza or tater tots, rather than…poison. I turned to my best friend, Dana, who was picking at her mashed pea stew. She pushed her plate away, shaking her head. “This is disgusting,” Dana Read more…
The street lights slowly blink on, as I do my homework in my residential unit. I wait for #1138 to arrive. As if Accelerated Global & Diversity Class (AGDC) homework was not hard enough, my burnt arm begins to throb uncomfortably again. I limp (due to my broken kneecap) over Read more…
Waves crashing against a shore, The tide is coming in. Cold seeping into a wetsuit, Hearing the sea sing. Ripples in a rock pool, Seaweed tangles your feet. Catching fish in a net, Fingers sifting through the sleet. Water rushes over my back, I jump these tidal waves. Read more…
“Smile, say cheese!” I heard the photographer exclaim, his voice echoing against the walls of the auditorium. He had spent about an hour trying to arrange the way we stood and looked as the students of the Orphanage of London. Anyways, let me first start by introducing myself. My name Read more…
Chapter 1 Ca-Ching! Jackson hears the typical sound of his mother’s cashier. Jackson’s mom owned an artifact store that was known all around Canada for all of the rare stuff they sold. They had from thousand-year-old pottery from all around the world to a baseball hit by Babe Ruth Read more…
“The Rope Bridge” By June Tun and Carolina Sapriza There once was a little girl named Mary. It was her birthday, turning seven years old. Her mother had promised her that after she picked up her sister from school, she would bake her a chocolate cake twice the size of Read more…
To Kill a Mocking Tyrant” By Eden Aronoff I wake up at 2am to train. I go to the secret gym, so nobody will notice me. I click the air and a bright, silvery screen pops up. I scroll down and go to the gym settings and press on the Read more…
If a giraffe were to look down on a human It would think, “What a short creature this is.” If an ant were to look up to a human It would think, “What a tall creature this is.” But if the human’s friend came up to them They’d say, “I Read more…
Prologue – Brooksway, New York The early morning sky was dark and cloudy, the same as it had been all night. Off in the distance, a storm was brewing. A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a clap of thunder that would have been heard across the Read more…
“A Small Village” By Dhruv Raghavan Chapter 3 The dormitory, if one could even call it that, was a small, cramped, dingy little building, with dirty rooms and molding walls. As soon as we entered, the policeman gave us each a toiletry set, sheets, blankets, a uniform, a scrubber to Read more…