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“Let’s go watch the sunset” “Let’s go watch the sunset,” my sister said, grabbing my hand. We get our bikes and set off down the dirt path. The chatter of French kids and the crunching of our tires serenades us … Continue reading →

“Abby, let’s go to Africa!”  “Africa? Like, the continent?”  “No, Africa!”  I didn’t understand what ‘Africa’ was until I was there. It turns out that ‘Africa’ wasn’t, in fact, the continent, but a wooden deck overlooking the marsh. Once we … Continue reading →

“What in Heaven’s name is she?” (Hawthorne 121). This is what the town often asks when they see Pearl; is she some demonic creation, has she come to Earth to wreak havoc on the small town of Boston? In The … Continue reading →

“Never did a man suffer what this man has suffered” (Hawthorne 155). Yes, ‘never had a man suffered’ what Reverend Arthur Dimmesdale has suffered, all except Hester Prynne, Roger Chillingworth, and many more. In The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne, … Continue reading →

Honors American Literature Ms. Waterman Everything looks fresh for Alex, fishing in the blue sky sea of Cancun was an awesome experience for him. He loved everything in his surroundings. In a small fishing boat the sea has turquoise eyes. … Continue reading →

I have struggled with my mental health for as long as I can remember; one of my earliest memories is of my mom reading me a children’s book about dealing with anxiety. I have no idea what it’s like to … Continue reading →

It started in the summer. We were nine, nothing more important than our sunburnt skin and the grass, soft and slippery, beneath our feet. Her house stood tall behind us, but the heat was worth it, for the world outside … Continue reading →

When I was a kid, I believed in imaginary things, as we all did, Santa Claus, mermaids, dragons, unicorns and even imaginary friends. However, no one ever told me these things were fake. No one ever said these things were … Continue reading →

All my life I had lived in complete darkness. I felt like I didn’t belong anywhere, I saw everything in black and white tones. In the depths of my being, I felt an immense hole that expanded, taking of my … Continue reading →

Sometimes I act like a five year old. A five year old with self control issues. I make stupid decisions, say stupid comments and act childish. Childish is loosely defined as someone acting like an immature idiot. I strongly identify … Continue reading →