There’s Always a Light
Isabella Sapountzis, Reporter
April 9, 2019
      I remember feeling it first at the ripe age of 12. That sick, sinking feeling. That feeling of dread and hopelessness. However, these little episodes only lasted for very short periods of time, short enough to make me believe that I was just getting sad at random moments.   Â...
Drawing A Brighter Future
Isabella Sapountzis, Reporter
March 26, 2019
She keeps quiet most of the time. Hands covered in the grey dust of graphite and charcoal, she focuses intently on drawing even the most minuscule details of her twin sister Mads’ face, making sure it’s perfect. After all, it is going to be entered into VASE— the Visual Arts Scholastic Event—...
The Man Who Stopped the World
Rebecca Veber, Editor
February 6, 2018
My mom had already called my family: my grandpa and grandma, great-grandparents, my cousin, my aunts, and uncles.  "Your Uncle Michael is on his way from Granbury, Peepaw is stuck in customs, Aunt Lexi will be here Monday, Ma will be here tomorrow and the G-units are coming with her.    As ...
Words Act Like Weapons
Justine Rey, Reporter
December 12, 2017
"How can you still be alive? You are so ugly. You just look like a freak. You should just kill yourself and end your life." Was throwing up every day after lunch enough? Should I do more?  I just needed to think about what I was about to do.   Wait. Why was I even thinking abou...
