I skimmed through our schedules, comparing our classes. We didn't have classes together,  obviously, but we still had both lunches together. “Hm okay,” I said. “Oh, and don't sit with me at...

Girls with makeup covered faces and crimped hair anxiously wait for their name to be called. Relief fills their hearts as they stand to receive a rose and to unite them with their sisters. The annual...

As the days got hotter, nights got longer. The abuse suffered at home was getting unbearable and made her dreams of summer more like nightmares. Luckily for her, a great friend was there to support her. Senior...

A child’s first words are usually the same: ‘mama’ or ‘dada’ coaxed out by enthusiastic parents who want the best for their baby. But sometimes, ‘mama’ is someone new. Sometimes, paperwork...

Twenty-two crowded cameras packed inside one tight portable classroom. Twenty-two pairs of eyes waited patiently in anticipation. With the creak of a door and an intake of breath, 22 tears stained the...

My siblings are all girls that also happen to be a lot older than me. It kind of sucked being the youngest and the only boy because I was never interested in what my sisters were (a.k.a. Justin Timberlake)....

The apple didn’t fall far from the tree in the case of sophomore Brennon Cope. He is skilled at singing and uses his voice to entertain others. Both of his parents were gifted singers, and his father...

White coats. White walls. White floors. White noise. Like ghosts, the haunting corridors of the too white, too clean, too confining hospital seemed to loom and cackle at the shuffling feet of the 18-year-old...

Like most high school kids now, I don't remember much from 2001. I don't remember the first Harry Potter movie premiering. I don't remember my first few days of K4 classes at St. James Day School. I don't...

Four minds, four hearts and four bonds that could never be broken. A memory that will never fade from their minds. On this night, the lives of four innocent girls nearly diminished as they made their way...

It’s Christmas morning on Winchester Drive, and I’ve woken to the smell of biscuits and gravy. Downstairs, George Strait’s “Christmas Cookies” is playing on the radio. The tree has fallen over...

For senior Jeri Long family definitely means more than blood. After her mom passed away, she had no family to turn to and no where to go. Every little girl dreams of living with their best friend, but...