Author Archives: 18jureka

My name is Avery, I am a junior at Hebron Academy, and I love creative writing. Books that have moved me thus far include The Things They Carried, The Road, and The Scarlet Letter. I love to use my scientific brain combined with … Continue reading →

If you ever find yourself telling someone, or a group of someone’s, a story, and suddenly you’re on a downward slope, running out of excitement to build up, you should never be afraid to add a few details. As human … Continue reading →

I watched her cross the street with a taupe colored leash entwined in her fingers. Her belly protruding out in front of her as she swayed across the blacktop. She glanced in my direction and smiled a soft little acknowledgement … Continue reading →

His curious Great White slate-blue pupils blinked back at me as I stood there with the tomato in my palms. His mother yapped away with her sister on the phone while he bounced at a constant in the sea blue … Continue reading →

In today’s society we are often faced with situations that challenge the morals we claim to live by. In both The Scarlet Letter and The Crucible, all of the characters are faced with these challenges. Some are a matter of … Continue reading →

“Goodnight, I love you so much Smootchie,” she whispered across the hall. You see, this never came as a surprise to me as my sister is the most outwardly loving person in my family. The rest of us tend to … Continue reading →

Altruistic, unselfishly concerned for or devoted to the welfare of others. A characteristic most often viewed in a positive light, turned out to be my downfall. It was the fall of my freshman year, and I had no idea what … Continue reading →

They sat lined up against the dark blue wall while the summer breeze made the curtains dance into the room. As I pulled out the whiteboard and every color marker imaginable, I lectured at them with pride and sincerity. Today … Continue reading →

Imagine cheating on your significant other, having a child from that affair, and then proceeding to raise the child alone all while being shunned from the town and its people as a sinner. In the novel The Scarlet Letter, the … Continue reading →

Like the trickle of the brook along the serene and silky stones, the skies tears kerplunked in the puddles around me. I wore my favorite tights, sheer with polka dots, and my paisley purple puddle boots. The world around me, … Continue reading →