Quinn Munc / 12 “Tschüss!” Mila wrote at the end of her diary entry. It was a bright, sunny Tuesday in 1926 and she didn’t have a care in...

By Alana Sayat ​ Albert laughed, looking up at the bloodied sunset. “Hell of a Tuesday, eh?” he said, looking around at the men. They...

by Sea '21 Lighting strikes, the waves crash. Within the bay a tiny raft fights to stay afloat, like a toy in a bathtub. With each flash...

by Addy Pittenger '20 Elaine’s paint palette consisted of five colors: red, blue, yellow, black, and white. These five colors can make...

by Evelyn Kretzer '20 My mother looks out the foggy rain-dropped window with sorrow in her eyes, I can see from the other room, but when...

by Tommaso Negroni '22 You know what, I think I figured out how to kill some time… The thought, like a whisper, spreads through my mind...

by Mackenzie Haines '20 A beautiful summer day at horse camp out in the beautiful countryside. Where the million trees stand tall so...

by Mia Leahy '23 The dim lighting made the restaurant feel cozy and rustic, the soft guitar music wafts in the pleasantly warm air just...

by Madelyn G. McConnell '19 Blood is charging behind my eyebrows, the veins raised and angry. I feel a deep knocking on my skull as...