by Jordan Wilson '19

They say that when you die in a dream, you die in real life. I can tell you that isn't true; because I died in a dream, and what happened to me was much stranger than that. I’ve been told that after you die, you simply go to heaven or you relive your life as a different soul. I never believed the second one because how is it even possible? Do you somehow get an evaluation of whether you fulfilled your life by a panel of angels and you either pass or have to try again? I refused to believe it. That was until one night I had a dream that was too realistic to even comprehend and quite literally changed my life forever.

by Harry Qin '20

Jacob wakes up on his bed, noticing that the alarm didn't go off. He jumps out of bed and rushes out after washing himself. He complains about the alarm, which he doesn’t notice that it doesn’t anymore. Trying to open the door, he realizes that the door is abnormally heavy. As soon as the door is opened, Jacob is stunned. In front of him, instead of the crowd lining aside of the road waiting for the bus, two soldiers wearing power armor stand on the two sides of a man in classic military officer uniform. 
“Jacob Reyes, you have been convicted of secretly communicating with the leader of the resistance and selling top-secret intel to the resistance. You are now under arrest by the Crown Guard of the Empire.” ​

by Brooke de Guzman​ '19

“See anyone up ahead?” I asked my First Class Private as we were approaching our destination.
“No sir!” he yelled back at me.
The never-ending desert stretched out for miles. My comrades and I were ordered to scope out this area to what looked like an abandoned village by the enemy. Apparently, there had been civilians who were shot and left to die. Our mission was to help out as many people as we could and to aid them with medication, food, and water. In the military issued Jeep, we were in, we made our way closer to the mediocre area.

by Lumeng Sun '19
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It was in 2015. I went to Butterfly Spring, Yunnan Province, China. I had been fascinated by the love story between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai since my childhood, so I felt a special feeling for butterflies. Sometimes, I think I could talk to butterflies, and I vaguely remember that I have been in love with a butterfly young man for a thousand years. I have no idea that why I clearly know that my first-been human being was Zhu Yingtai, and I met Liang Shangbo in a private school in ancient China. At that time, girls were not allowed like boys to study at schools, so I dressed as a man to study in a private school, where I lived with Liang Shanbo in the same dormitory. I was attracted by his handsome appearance and his gentleman’s refined and courteous behavior, and he took care of me in life and study carefully. I appreciated him, and fell in love with him, for the school life is not easy for a girl in such an environment full of boys.

by Caroline Leary '19 

    *Pop, pop* I heard the faint sound of popping in the distance. Fear struck my heart, and I stopped dead in my tracks, whipping my head around from left to right. I looked for my friend, Charles. He was no where in sight. I rushed around through crowds of people, looking intently. I started to worry. The dark night began to surround me, and swallow the crowds the further onward I walked. ​