By Anthony DeSantis The first day of school. I told my teacher, Mrs. Beckman, that I wanted to grow up to become a doctor. She said it was easy to follow my dreams. I only had to finish my homework every night, make straight...
Read MoreBy: Owen A. Macleod My mom and I packed into the Jeep Wrangler, and made short conversation through a few stop signs on the way to my high school. I usually walked to school, but on the rare occasion that my mom gave me a ride,...
Read MoreBy Kim Robinson {The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky}—-Maya Angelou “I know what’s different about you,” I...
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