Monthly Archives: May 2017

  She was gone- vanished like a bug on a windshield. One minute we were all laughing in an empty parking lot, the next we sat silent, staring confused at the empty white hood. Gone. A few moments passed before … Continue reading →

When I think about a time I caused harm to someone I love I think of my mom. She lives an hour away from my dad’s and my school, and when my parents got divorced they agreed to have us … Continue reading →

Never before had I thought that I would be standing in front of a smoking pile of ashes that had previously meant so much to myself and my family. The view was horrifying, but elegantly simple. “What has happened?”, and … Continue reading →

The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne offers a look into the life of Hester Prynne, a young woman who committed adultery and conceived a child in the act. Her daughter named Pearl, is an unusual and lively child, but the … Continue reading →

This is an interesting question to answer. Books like, The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne and The Crucible by Arthur Miller give readers a detailed and honest look into what life was like in Puritan America. The Scarlet Letter touches … Continue reading →

“You can’t always get what you want” is a sentence that many parents tell their children. Parents want their children to know that life isn’t always easy, and that they shouldn’t demand the things that they want. Parents want their … Continue reading →

I carry many things. I carry my favorite hairbrush. I carry tomorrow’s outfit. I carry my pink portable hair dryer. I carry the stress relief body lotion that smells like lavender, because the one at my dad’s house doesn’t make … Continue reading →

His mangled body laid there on the shattered windshield. I should have run to someone or called someone, but all I could do was watch the pools of blood gathering on the hot dark pavement. I watched the warm red … Continue reading →

In The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien, the soldiers must carry a variety of things. Essentials like food, water, and a weapon, to the not so essential like yoyo’s, condoms, and marijuana. The thing I remember carrying was a … Continue reading →

Hope lives at Hebron It grows among the hearts. It keeps the people free and true To what they are apart. The lives of all are bettered true And never shift to wrong. All that we shall ever do Will … Continue reading →