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by Juliana Cardullo '19 In this story, you will go through the adventure of Hanz, the great explorer. He will travel to the thick Thuringian forest, and stumble upon many complications throughout the journey.
In the vast known land named Stinkheim, with mountains, full of valleys, hills, and villages, it had one of the most beautiful castles known to everyone. With high towers that look like they are swaying in the clouds, and massive glass windows surrounding every tower peak, giving off the most luxurious light in the mid afternoon. The only problem with this perfect town was that everyone was enchanted; they couldn’t speak or move and sat there like lumps, except for two, and, well, a horse. This story stars one man and a journey across the land to explore and look for more people to populate his home town of Stinkheim.
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by Brianna Charon '19 I don’t know how to tell you
that I don't want you, but I need you to your face. Because when I get close to you, even if I have a script written out, I become so enthralled by you that I trip and stumble over my words, and my mind is racing as the fire in my heart intensifies. by Jacob Repucci '19 The Mask on Spatium’s belt was a key to mankind’s ascension to godhood, and she felt the weight of guarding it. That’s why when she realised something was hunting her, every muscle in her body tensed.
by Maria Lucas '19 She gets on her tip toes to place the salad bowls in the uppermost kitchen cabinet, the
same cabinet that held her husband’s favorite scotch, Aberlour, a little over one year ago. She returns to the dishes, watching her husband lightly swirl and sip his bottle of cranberry juice before leaving for work, making her wonder if he wishes that alcohol was in it. by Junmo Ahn '19 “No School Monday, January 14, 2019,” the school sent out the email to every student ten days in row. The dorm students have already lost electricity for five days and the food supply was discontinued three days ago. Every dorm student was starving, and only a few of them had food in storage. The students with food did not share it with the other students. Instead, they started to rule the dorm.
by Alison Violette '20 My anxious feet leap onto the baby stones
The minute they find their way into the fissures on my feet I know I’m home My life has been a whirlwind of change in plans and broken dreams But with all my rips and tears, this place stitches up the seams The water’s breath finds it’s way into my soul And suddenly every tattered piece feels whole. I’m suddenly friends with the grass, which is mostly destroyed from the bleeding sun But in this place, nothing needs to be perfectly done My teeth are a smile as soon as I open the door by Stephanie Sanborn '20 She spins like a hurricane in the middle of summer.
The audience roared louder than thunder. Once she took her final step, She exits the stage, taking a breath. Her mind has a million thoughts, Racing around like a Nascar race. Thinking about how her performance went. Wondering if she did great. Looking at the judges score, Her excitement soars. It soars higher than the clouds. Not ever coming back down. As she sees one 9 and three 10s, She hopes she can do it again. |
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