You might be able to guess from my glasses and general bookishness that I would be bad at socializing. You’d be right. Sometimes these first …
Bridges by Emily Ward
The National Museum of Scotland in Edinburgh wasn’t prepared for us, for three teenagers drunk on the freedom of a day without planned activities and …
Andy Jones: A Righteous Dude by Jennifer Kathleen Gibbons
The first day of my junior year was September 6, 1989. I walked into room 404 for my first Creative Writing class. I had no …
For Marci and the Other by Sarah Elizabeth Jones
Slow in. Fast out. Just when you feel a little give driving around the turn, punch it. Too soon and you’ll spin out. Too late …
Never Lose That Starry-Eyed Wonder by Emily Fong
Let’s flash back to elementary school, where the sky truly was the limit. If you had asked me what I’d wanted to be when I …
Target by Amanda Sportiello
“Do you want to see what you’d look like if you were skinny?” Alex’s eyes were wide and her lips had pealed back into a …
Four Feet Across by Alexis Campbell
“Do you think she can hear us?” There’s some snorting laughter behind me, but my back is to them. Somehow my brain was triggered awake …
R+C by Rose Bythrow
It started out like any other love story: with a fabricated sense of pure happiness. How can anything go wrong with the music of your …
Believe by Murray Dunlap
After the car wreck, the three month coma, and the brain injury with a wheelchair, I say this: To believe in most anything is an …