“A Longing for the Past” continuation~

Will the two friends survive the mysterious place together?

A sunrise greeted me, one too beautiful to be wasted on this day. Every corner, every inch, sobbing was present, not the ones found in a tower with a pretty princess, but the type that violently clawed and thrashed, voices cracking in agony.

The sun breaks free, its rays casting light upon us, as if in a fairytale. The luminance glistens off the meadow as the wistful sky lures me in. I see a red string above us, a red string of hope.

Well, you see, it all started with, “How fast can you make and detonate a bomb?”

The water engulfed me whole. Its arms wrapped around my limbs. They yanked and tore at my desperate attempt to live until I stopped thrashing. Until I gave up.

What happened to the people in the L.A. wildfire?

They clung onto her body and wouldn’t let go. They tore her down except she had already given up struggling.

FIRST PLACE CONTEST WINNER: Lise Meitner observed a tremendous, double-edged energy source capable of destroying the planet, while boosting the development of human industry.

TOP CREATIVE WORK OF THE MONTH: The broken little girl who no longer had an innocent, pure heart would stay collapsed right next to her friend. But the snow saw everything and took up her offering.

When you tell yourself you can do it over and over again, you truly start to believe you can. And it just becomes all the more devastating each time you fail.

TOP CREATIVE WORK OF THE MONTH AWARD: The voices start again. The cries of every sacrifice I had to make to get here. They whimper and scream, “We’re going to get you someday. Just you wait.”

Or is he?

All of a sudden P.E. turned from the free social period to the how-do-I-stall-another-hour-without-seeming-suspicious-and-keep-my-grades-up-without-a-friend-group period.

Can studying ever be enjoyable? 4 ways to drag yourself to the desk.

Bay Area fishing practices might be threatening our valuable connection to the sea.