Bang! The gunshot rings out in the air. I hear his footsteps and realize he is just two floors away. The footsteps come closer and closer. I know I need to get out of here but the door he is … Continue reading Untitled by: Jess T.
Forgotten by Avrel F. Empty, not a single person wandering on the lonely road The sky is a dark black hole, ready to swallow you Unsureness covers the ground and pulls you into despair As you walk down the … Continue reading Forgotten by Avrel F.
By, Tiffany Cheung Today, I am writing about my favorite, underrated nail lacquer! Trust me, I’ve tried O.P.I., Essie, Sally Hansen and all of the ultra famous brands, but none of them beat these $6 cheap polishes from Urban … Continue reading Urban Outfitters Nail Polish Review
The two words I’d probably give to describe this summer of 2017 is productive and relaxed. Although I was very busy this past summer, I’ve fit in a lot of down time and productivity into my everyday schedule. If you … Continue reading Summer Break 2017 by Tiffany C.
When the crowd blends in When their faces merge to one, Stand out. When the sky turns grey And there is no sun, Shine bright. When there is silence And no mouth is moving, Be loud. When … Continue reading Be You by Ava M.
Rainy Day I am fourteen And my friends Still dance with me In the rain I still sing and play In the rain Others sit indoors Watching me Judging me Silently I try to catch the water … Continue reading I Am Fourteen by Mallory M., Rin Phoenix, and Ava M.
“Table for two,” the man says. She can’t hear him, but she can see his lips forming the words. The lighting inside the restaurant is soft and ambient, cocooning him in its glow. He turns and she can see the … Continue reading Honeytrap
By: Little Box Child I’m a painter. Never less, never greater. Look at me, and tell me what you see. I’m just a painter. I want you to take a step back. Look at me clearly. Haven’t you notice my … Continue reading The Painter’s Body
“Life is cyclical,” his father had told him every night as the fire from the hearth warmed his ruddy cheeks, his small toy cars drawing circles around his father’s large, socked feet. He hadn’t known what cyclical meant at … Continue reading Cyclical
“He’s not in good shape,” Dash said. He had travelled from Allanar when he heard what happened. I caught a glimpse of Vesstan through the slightly ajar door to the hospital wing. “Will he pull through?” Elyon asked. He had … Continue reading Arrow Branded – Chapter 16