Ever since I was a kid, my parents asked me: “What do you want to be when you grow up?” To this day, I still haven’t figured out what...

As the final page turns, I hear the sound of a goodbye. The book is done, But the words still scream. The book is closed, But my hands...

Above all others, the rooster sat on top.                             The almighty green man carried it with all his...

There is an unexplainable feeling of not belonging and missing entirely the reason for waking up everyday. For a brief moment it seems...

Every class has its mix of personalities, there is always one who's always ahead of the game and the one who barely remembers there was...

Some would say that a family is the most significant and meaningful part of your life whether its impacts are positive or negative....

It's not the silence that hurts,  But all the weight it holds;  The stories locked inside,  The words it never told. A quiet so loud, It...

The perfect drama for Christmas   Jenny and Josh were the perfect couple. Jenny with her blue and wandering eyes and soft blond hair, and...

In the gym, the excitement fills the space, Each school comes together, each with a smiling face.  When the first game started, nerves...

By: Tatiana C. (2024) And those who danced were thought to be insane By deafened who could not hear music play. Through laughter,...

Ela gosta de espelhos De assistir seu reflexo dançando Gosta de unhas pintadas mas nunca vermelhas, Vermelho é vulgar Laços no cabelo...

As minhas raízes penetram o solo úmido em desesperança -- presa para sempre a este local; livre somente para crescer para cima. Quanto...

Written by Gabriela Molinari, Isa, and Lais Taranto. Sweat clung to me in a thick sheen, pinning my hair to my forehead in unattractive...

Mulher sofre de dó a dó / Como em uma melodia densa e opressiva

“I am afraid,” he murmured. “Not of the monsters that lie beneath our beds, the serial killers in true crime TV, or the illest of diseases.

Does my sassiness upset you? I dug my nails in the calloused flesh of my hands, my palms bloody – but maybe the crimson shadows I saw were

My son was ill. He was losing his senses and acting strange - as if he couldn't control his feelings; he was always mad about something usel

At a hospital, a man lies in a bed in an empty room, with nothing but thoughts and the beeping sound of the heart monitor, he knows that he

It was a typical Friday night, which was based on: me, food and movies about unreal romances that would never happen to me. I was very calm