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Dusty Delirium

Dusty Delirium

Esther Opal, Guest Writer

February 17, 2020

The train station was dark, dusty and lurid. The tainted wooden walls and large metal pillars were longstanding, not helping the dingy vibe the place already gave. These pillars were so old and rusty that they barely held up the balcony shade of a roof; but still, they never failed. Lyra looked up...

Virtual Powers

Virtual Powers

Liliana Owen, Journalist

January 22, 2020

Then I got on my computer and went to my virtual math class, five minutes early (like always). Math class started a few minutes late (like always), and I survived the minute of silence (like always, thank goodness).

Ruina Eius Terrae

Ruina Eius Terrae

Stephanie Campbell, Editor-In-Chief

October 22, 2019

The earth is gone, they say... there is nothing left. The scientists said this would happen. We kept things the same, we refused to change. In history class, we learn about animals and glaciers. We wear masks that teach us to breathe CO2. Dinosaurs never existed; there is no proof. Beaches are prohib...

Home

Home

Esther Opal, Journalist

October 22, 2019

“Dianne.” His voice sent a sharp prick up my spine, but somehow it felt right. “Father.” Hearing his voice lit my heart on fire, like the revival of a flame that had been smoldering for years. We stood there for a few moments, the door slowly creaking back and forth on its hinges...

The Unicorn Tapestry

The Unicorn Tapestry

Clara Nemo, Guest Writer

October 22, 2019

“Oh my goodness Jade!” said Tooki. “You are a genius! This is the most amazing thing I have ever seen!” I blushed in pride and embarrassment. I looked at my creation and I did feel like this was a piece that deserved to be called amazing. But me being a genius well... I d...

Lost Past, Lost Future

Lost Past, Lost Future

Liliana Owen, Journalist

October 22, 2019

The full moon lights the walkway to my home as I quietly but quickly make my way to the front door. All the lights are off, which is normal enough in my house at midnight, but something doesn’t quite feel right. Or maybe it’s just the full moon in the sky? I’m a rather superstitious person. I open the door, and step inside. The moonlight does not seep through the thick curtains, and in the pitch blackness, I see nothing. I flip the switch and pull off my shoes, giving my tired feet a break. Then I notice the person standing in the doorway between the living room and the dining room. I jump and frown. How did he get there? Who let him in?

The Light Of The Stars

The Light Of The Stars

Echo Moon, Guest Writer

October 22, 2019

“Why do you fear the stars?” my best friend asked with an interested smile. We sat on my favorite hill looking at the night sky. It was a little cold. I looked her in the face and asked, “Why do you ask?” She responded, “I see you come to this hill often and look in the sky with fear in your...

Him

Him

Elouise Angel, Guest Writer

October 1, 2019

I get this warm and fuzzy feeling when he looks at me. It's almost like he can read my mind and his eyes are responding to that constant question in the back of my head. Anytime he says my name my stomach seems to disappear, overcome by my heart taking up every inch inside of me. I love shadows aro...

The End of the Road

The End of the Road

Victoria Gruen, Journalist

January 14, 2019

The frigid November air dissipated as I stepped into my makeshift cottage. I took off my cloak. It was the only spot of color in the bare, bleak room. Looking around, I sighed. Everything that had happened in the past few years had finally caught up with me. Throughout history, it has always been the same....

Prologue of a Celebration

Prologue of a Celebration

Aidan Barager, Journalist

November 5, 2018

The boy sat cross-legged on an ornate pillow, surrounded in glass ornaments. To his left was an empty pillow. His mother was not able to attend. She was absent on illness, as she always was. The second pillow over sat the boy's eyeless father, Keiphi, a king. He was silent, listening with his most perfect...

Another Time

Another Time

Alexa George, Journalist

November 5, 2018

Three days, four hours, and thirty-six minutes. That is how long its been since I woke up in this odd place. I had just fallen asleep at school when suddenly I awoke here, in what looks like an older version of New York. All the buildings are falling apart and crumbling. The streets, or what used...

The Friend I Thought I Knew.

Mary-Morgan, Journalist

October 29, 2018

I get out of my car and walk up to the front door. I take the keys out of my pocket to unlock the door. As I am about to put the key through the slot, I notice that it has already been opened. I open the door and say, “hello” to see if anyone is there. I turn around and see someone in the shadows....

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