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  • Nonfiction > Interviews
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    Collin McCullough is a sophomore at Arrowhead high school. he was born on May 23, 1997, in Waukesha Wisconsin. He lives in North Lake, has a brother and a sister, and is 15 years of age. McCullough’s mother is an alumni of Arrowhead High School, and his father attended Fond Du Lac High. McCul...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    She is too scared to Move. The lamp is broken. Anger flows through him So quickly. She leaves Him....
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    Catastrophic injury to Her. She must overcome Obstacles, and with Much effort and Pain, she will....
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Senioritis- A horrific contagious disease that causes students of the senior status to involuntarily reduce desire to participate in school-related activities, such as homework, final projects, and generic attention-paying. This disease is sweeping Arrowhead North Campus. Senior students cannot wai...
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    Plastic has influenced my life in lots of ways: from pool floaties to Crocs, to water bottles and binders used every year for school. But mostly, it has influenced my running.With all the technology that Nike has begun, plastic is being used more and more for running shoes. However, this is good for...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I am from pencils, from stories and letters written with #2. I am from the messy garage-dusty and grungy and smelling of yard work. I am from the water, the lake whose solid being hates change. I am from Christmas at Grandmas and sickness abounding, from Jeni and Dave and McCullough and Turnaclif...
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    On the trail— strong, brave, fast, completely relaxed, pounding soft earth— a winner. In the classroom— bored, cold, sleepy, falling behind, frantically writing— coming in last....
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    A race. Thats what this is. Excitement, nervousness, giddiness. It always starts out fast, furious, fun. Halfway through, problems arise. It hurts! Oh, it hurts! Please, please make it stop. Thank God. My time was what? Such a disappointment. Never again will I do that. But you always do....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    On days I'm pearly white, I'm invisible, transparent, lost in my thoughts, ideas, and fears. Completely engulfed in misery and deceit. On the better days, I'm soothing blue, ready to listen to others' issues, solving problems except my own, listening, useful, empty, gone....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Once should have been enough. You devoured me, Swallowed me, spit me out, and I let it be. Cracked my bones on your heart, pulled my mind to you. Ripped my eyes away too, all for your own gain. Watched me as I cried out, not caring at all that all I wanted? You. Who am I to blame?...
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    Some days, I’m a watery turquoise, slipping like sand through thoughts and fingers, a crashing, crushing force of energy and sea foam, just waiting for a lapse in judgement. Other days I’m muted easter egg pink, light, stylish, shy, self-conscious, second guessing everything I do...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The circle smells like summer and asphalt. White light moves in deliberate swirls, dancing. At the top of tomorrow waits the next. Mischief smells like rotten eggs and little boy breath, panting slowly. The whisper looks like a crocheted scarf hanging loosely ‘round sagging shoulders. But is...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Blue sky and ocean, Away from thought and working, Relax and find peace....
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    Its the only one who can speak for me. I am the only one who can use it. One tired pencil with dusty eraser and dying lead. One who cannot but explain everything. One who speaks when I cannot speak. From my desk, it ignites a flame only I can see. Its potency is surprising. It sends signals to my...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    sun The way the hits your eyes, I cannot imagine leaving behind something so terribly beautiful....
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    1. My brother plays games videogames, that is. Hes obsessed I think. 2. I don’t like the end, JK Rowling, lets change it. Magic, not logic. 3. La La- can’t hear you, please call or text-no conversation....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    On a cold night in Amsterdam, he had no interest in leaving. He willed potent, cryptic signs in provocative blue eyes- you could not see him perform without feeling chaos and utter brilliance. There are more love hours that can ever be repaid- could a cheeky man have anything profound t...
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    South-bound, hauling new life in detailed cover, the baby wakes. Making a fuss, “She needs a káu.” A mother’s steadfast love, a fulfilling tale of the walking trek to Oklahoma. “Shh, ee-p’aw-gyan,” quieting, cradling the new life. This warm embrace revolves around the child. B...
  • Nonfiction > Educator of the Year
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    When it comes down to it, running has nothing do with what I think about this person. But, when I think of an adult I admire, I think of my Cross Country Coach, Curt Kaczor. Coach Kaczor has been a remarkable teacher, coach, and educator of mine for the last four years. When I first met Coach my fre...
  • Opinion > School / College
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    A man dressed in perfectly distressed jeans, black motorcycle boots and matching jacket, and a summer tan walked into the office at North Campus. He smiled, and all the chatter ceased. He introduced himself, and told the cluster of students how the interviews were going to go. “It seemed quite...
  • Reviews > Book Reviews
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    Huxley Predicted Our Future? Aldous Huxley published Brave New World in 1932. At the time, he was already established as a drama critic and novelist of such books as Crome Yellow (1921), Point Counter Point (1928), and Do What You Will (1929). He also was well-known to many of the other great write...

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