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A Christmas Miracle

Elizabeth Wood, Staff Writer December 3, 2019

On July 14, 10-year-old, Emily Marksdale was diagnosed with Leukemia. Emily’s life began to change very quickly. One moment, she enjoyed all things 10-year-old girls enjoy. She attended birthday parties,...

The mansion was built in the prime of the roaring 20’s in a time where everyone’s philosophy was “eat, drink and be merry,” and it was quite beautiful when it was first built. (Photo by: Grace Wood)

John Wolf

Grace Wood, Editor-in-Chief November 22, 2019

My car drove begrudgingly up the winding gravel road, leading up to my next photography assignment: an old mansion once owned by John Wolf, a prominent businessman in our town. For the past few months,...

A supposedly ordinary Friday takes a terrible turn. Can Eli make it through this day in one piece?

Fatal Friday

Ramya Raja, News/Sports Editor December 20, 2017

Sleep and drowsiness clouded his vision as Eli realized the time visible on the clock in front of him. He bolted upright, stumbled out of bed, and began scrambling for clothes. “I can’t be late,...

A knock at the door shook him from his stupor in front of the television, and as he stood, scraping his feet slowly along the floor, several bottles clinked in protest.  A man in a black suit stood waiting for him.

Trivial

Emily Stocksdale, Literature Editor May 19, 2017

Jerry was a fidgety man with a face that made people nervous to look at--not because it was intimidating by any means, but because of a characteristic twitching of the corner of his mouth at odd intervals....

The sun’s descent beneath the clustered buildings of Paris gave confidence to all night’s shadows, which huddled amongst the tattered scraps of paper and piled dust on the streets.  Amongst them, a man contemplates life and its overwhelming consequences.

Ode to Despondency

Emily Stocksdale, Literature Editor May 19, 2017

The sun’s descent beneath the clustered buildings of Paris gave confidence to all night’s shadows, even the most fickle in spirit, and they drew to huddle amongst the tattered scraps of paper and piled...

The Moon Landing is an event so shrouded in mystery, not even the United States Government truly knows what occurred that night. These files, written by pilot Michael Collins, are the closest we have to first hand information.

Lunar Landing: The Hidden Files

Seth Anderson, Staff Writer March 1, 2017

July 20th, 1969 20:17:40 They had been told that it was impossible, a fever dream, a fruitless endeavor. But now, after billions of dollars, countless hours, and a ton of luck, the United States...

He gazed longingly into the sea, waiting for the day when she would return to him.

To the Depths of the Sea

Emily Stocksdale, Staff Writer May 23, 2016

Waves came rolling in to break against the craggy shore.  He watched as they scurried back, only to gather themselves back up and ram against the rocks once more.  Straining his eyes, he looked as far...

The Choice

Lany Campbell, Staff Writer May 10, 2016

You are all alone in a tunnel, and all you remember, or know, is you must keep walking. The cave you reside in appears to be as black as night, with shadows an emptiness resembling a ghost town. The walls...

Near the stream, a tree was in full bloom, its flowers white and innocent against the deep blue of the sky.  Lying on the grass beneath this tree was the object which had caught her attention.

Fool’s Gold

Emily Stocksdale, Staff Writer May 2, 2016

The town rose dully before them, with little fanfare from anyone in the wagon.  They were tired, far too tired to cheer or work up a smile.  Reaching the town was just another milestone, scratched away...

“They said the forest could help you find yourself—that it had magical properties. Once you were inside, you would be exposed to your true self—who you really are inside.”

The Forest

Noelle Walker, Arts and Entertainment Editor April 21, 2016

The wind howled through the trees and I shivered. It was not from the cold. Ahead of me was a forest, filled completely with darkness. With trembling fingers, I grabbed my elbows to give me something...

Perhaps it was only a flash, a trick of weary eyes, but he was almost certain that he had seen something...wrong.

Other Side of the Mirror

Emily Stocksdale, Staff Writer March 28, 2016

The moon hung lazily in the sky, barely illuminating the sheer cliffside and dark pines far below.  Shadows posed in eerie battle stances, their forms grotesque as they shifted with the wind.  He had...

A good thing can change so quickly, but the clouds will break in due time.

Mona and I

Noah Smith, Staff Writer November 30, 2015

Her eyes tempted me from across the room. I stood, still as stone, and returned her gaze. Her eyes were something tough to describe. They were metallic blue toward the pupil, but grew emerald by the edge....

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