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Finding Happiness

Finding Happiness

Lea DiMatteo, Art Editor

December 19, 2014

Clover was always a quiet person; she did not like to interact with people, and she did not like to be in one place for a long time. Her hair always fell right into place even though she never brushed it. Her body cavity was shrinking, you could see every vein in her arms, and her eyes seemed to sink...

Guide to Dealing with Existential Crises

Guide to Dealing with Existential Crises

Danielle Stone, Staff Writer

October 29, 2014

Countless teenagers deal with existential crises even if they cannot put a name to the feeling. They are the soul-crushing realizations that your existence is completely and utterly pointless, and your life has no significance whatsoever in the scale of the universe. The victims begin to question the...

Well Wishes

Well Wishes

Noelle Walker, Staff Writer

May 2, 2014

In my dream there was a well. A well that could make any of your wishes come true. But you couldn’t find the well, it had to find you. It’s what anyone would want. I found that well. Or, that well found me. And I looked around, filled with glee. I held my breath as I made a wish. Then...

Till Death Do Us Part

Till Death Do Us Part

Rayanne Griffith, Staff Writer

February 7, 2014

Watching the blossoming trees pass, her mind trailed off to the old days. The day where her husband romantically proposed to her. The days where even just being around him made butterflies tumble around in her stomach. It has been getting old. “Do you think we have enough butter at the house?”...

You Had Me At Hello

You Had Me At Hello

Jessica Prouty, Staff Writer

December 16, 2013

The moment is still clear Embedded in my mind From the smile that graced your face To the simple glisten in your eyes.   I knew it was the beginning Of our forever more And even now your presence Burns me up to the core.   Your hair was always messy Twisted...

Sky

Sky

Noelle Walker, Staff Writer

October 17, 2013

A simple, yet delicate and inspiring featherMy name is May, and I envy the birds. When I was smaller, I would run up to my mom and tell her that I could fly. She would just look down at my light blue eyes with a hint of a smile on her lips and say, “Now May, don’t be silly.” And that would be ...

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