Ms. Maura Brady-McMullen (known as Ms. McMullen to her students), has been a high school counselor for 16 years now but she is taking a higher position, working within the district.
She worked at New...
AP has officially called the presidential race and declared Donald Trump the winner of the 2024 election. By securing 312 electoral votes out of the 270 needed to win, he will be the United States 47th...
Trigger warning – the following essay discusses topics including abuse, suicide, and self-harm.
I was never his. Not by blood; not by association. The man who’d been one of my father figures since...
The winter is cold
A time we want to forget
As we hold
To our regret
The days feel
As if they can’t
Be real
As those chant
Cheery Christmas songs
And spread love
The longs
Of...
in the quiet corners where memories have lived
we’ve shared our laughter
we’ve cast our spells
though today our path part
this isn’t farewell
just a gentle see you soon
the sun...
Regret has become a familiar feeling for me in the past few months. It feels that my life only really started just over a year ago, and I feel that I’ve been evolving at the speed of light. With this...
You healed me.
The parts of me that were unknowingly cut open and bleeding.
The troubles I faced, you somehow faded them and showed me love.
When I lacked bravery and strength, you were my protector.
When...
Shayd Fuller, Copy and Design Editor
• August 26, 2024
As our class moves up
Our need to progress goes down
We are scared of what comes next
We are scared of the unknown
What do we do when night falls and suddenly we’re not...
I was thrilled about two of my favorite artists releasing new music in the same month. This was the same day you came up to me, knowing about my excitement. Of course you were also excited, we have the...
Melia Sloss, Copy and Design Editor
• April 19, 2024
Sylvia Plath screams in my head. Her voice is shrill and ripped raw, cracking and weak as she repeats the same two words from her parched lips. It’s so deafening that I wince.
“Fig tree.”
Everything...
Author’s note: I am writing this because my sister is going to the grade I was when this story happened. This vignette was written just to share my story and get my thoughts onto a page. Each year about...
I transport myself back in time as I close my eyes. My family and I are driving along the road, as the sun sets over the horizon, with endless blue stretching beyond the palm trees lining the coast. ...
