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Crystal Wang My head hits the ground. Feel the soft grass, cool and Wet from autumn’s rain and The noble bloodshed Of heroes. But I am...

The Yeti (David Cheng, BIPH) The sea rose, The sea fell; She arrived and left with countless sea shells. They brought no memories; just...

Rachelle Zhang, BIPH I remember that night as clear as day The stars were hidden but the moon shone bright We settled near the railroad...

Serotonin Dazzling headlights. A horn blast. The piercing squeal of brakes. A chaos of shattered glass and twisted metal – twinkling...

Tracy Shao Weiqi, BIBWH My mind gradually clears as I recall the piercing noise I heard. I knew we had to leave… My eyelids grew heavier...

Daniel Chu, BIWH As I stood in front of the Marquis Paris Division Headquarters, I reminisced about the first time we heard of the...

Berlin Lin, BIPH I attended a Canadian school at around 8 years old. The place was quite “new” to me to some extent even though I had...

A glimpse into a morning routine filled with sunlight, family interactions, and a rush to catch the school bus.

A reflective narrative on a rainy day journey, exploring human connection, decision-making, and the search for meaning.

Timmy Zhang The silence, a weight most intangible but heavy, permeates the forest, its trees dead and barren and the ground thick with...

By Freya Nie “I LOVE YOU!” he shouted from across the room. I turned my head to a middle schooler or perhaps a rabid dog standing on...