Who has been watching me from this home?   This had me wondering as I looked all over the house. The rooms were empty as I looked at each one. Everything around the house was dusty and old. Filled with cobwebs, I decided to step up to the spiraling staircase again for the fifth time that ...

I have struggled my whole life to find that one thing I’m more passionate about above all else. Growing up, I wanted to be everything from a teacher to a singer to a lawyer to an astronomer. When I was about 11, I decided I wanted to be a fashion designer, and this is the ...

Every November, there is a goal-oriented writing event called NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month. The goal is to write 50,000 words in 30 days. Starting on November 1st, participants can go onto the website and keep track of their word count. It keeps track of your progress, shows the average word count you need ...

How does someone explain to the world that they never expected to change it? That they had only hoped to find the missing part of themselves? Yet, here they stood with the world as they knew it over and gone. From the moment that young Caleb had arrived on Sunset Island, he had known the ...

only time would tell us what we need to know the feelings that build up inside of us switching from option to option as it works its way through us. at first, it’s nothing then it grows becomes a monster of its own something all-consuming in the end some say that no one knows what ...

It wasn’t every day that I was presented with the chance to do something I loved. Such were my thoughts as I looked down at the colorful brochure in my hands. The colors were what really stuck out at me; a strange mishmash of old weathered wood and new chrome and brass, with words splayed ...

show me what you’re made of all that glitter and gold spontaneous emotions roll around like coins panic fills your eyes hate fills your soul maybe it’s your fault the way things went this time perhaps you prefer to blame the world for one more failure life is what we make it shapes us no ...

To my high school English teachers, Tonight I attended the senior Academic Awards Banquet with my younger sister, where I saw each of you receive a letter (or three) as a mentor. I wanted to add one. So here is a letter from a former student who sat in your classrooms a decade ago. It’s ...