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• Nonfiction > Personal Experience
  These Shoes Weren't Made For Running

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  The hot sun felt like it was roasting my friend and me alive. Our sickly sweet ice-cream no longer cooled our mouths, but puddled on our fingers and ran down to our shirts, making a sticky mess. My friend decided we should race to the nearest trash can to dispose of these messy burdens. With my hono...
• Opinion > Pop Culture / Trends
  My Generation Can't Go Wrong With

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Today is the day I’m finally going to become a man! I’m going to get a tattoo and huge, gaping holes in my ears. I’ll bet I can stick my cell phone through the holes… At first, the only motivation I had was that my friends had bet me a nickel that I wouldn’t have the guts to do it. Now who...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Admission

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Three point five seven Number twenty-two in class This is all I am...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  "Under Pressure"

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Is it all right: That I'm not in the Top Ten Percentile, My credits won't Amount to that Of a college second year, And I'm not in Eight honors societies? Will you still Love me, If my school's name Isn't famous? I want to be worth Just as much as that Valedic...
• Hot Topics > What Matters
  Human Trafficking Awareness

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Huddled in a far off corner of a dark room that smells of feces and death, a young girl shivers in a fit of a useless attempt at sleep. She waits for what she knows is to come as it does every day, a hand. This hand shoots out at her and strangles her long, tangled hair into its fist and drags her o...
• College
  Guide > College Essays
  Nature Versus Nurture Theory

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  It seems like every moment this boy breathes, there is always noise. Crippling screams greet him in the morning as he rises with a slight tremor. Later in the morning, before even finishing his toast and swallowing horse pills with tongue-twisting names, the screeches develop into continuous, menaci...
• Opinion > Pop Culture / Trends
  Will You Sparkle For Me?

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Stephenie Meyer’s "Twilight" series is driven on sheer teen angst, with young girls sinking their teeth into every volume. Naturally, avid readers want to be first in line to buy the next book, and want to meet the stars in the motion picture. Picture this: Lines more than twelve blocks ...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Graduation

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Five point six seconds Four years quickly flash right by Suddenly grown up...
• Nonfiction > Personal Experience
  A Guide to Buying a Prom Dress

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Ladies, this is considered by your mothers the second best, most important dress of your life compared to your wedding gown. I’ve found that pre-season is the best time to be searching for a prom dress as everything that was in from last year is on sale and all the new styles are just now coming i...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Cannot

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  I don’t wanna wake up tomorrow I’m tired of this god damn race Keeping me here, it’s torture I swear Let me outta here… Before she wakes I’ll be on the next train Lost without direction… The splatter paint up on the sky, Will lead me home, or till I die This place seems far, ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Restless Hearts

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Restless hearts And aching minds Barely glued Yet as I lie Safely beside you Gazing Up to the splatter paint That someone Carelessly Dabbled above I am reminded No I forget Only for a moment But that’s quite enough All my fears They seem to dissolve Inaudibly For you It may si...
• Fiction > Historical Fiction
  A First Snow

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  The gentle morning rays of the sun began to slowly peek in from behind the thick curtains. Beside me my little star was still in peaceful slumber, her tiny thump enclosed in her mouth. As I brushed aside the angel feathers of hair from her and wrapped them around her ear, little vapor ghosts swirled...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Shower

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Caressing my back My worries go down the drain I'm blissfully soaked...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The fizzle of a bottle opening

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Pick, Tear, Slowly you remember What it means to feel The shadows Of doubt A suffocating worry Slowly setting in That you can't seem To push aside. Poisonous grins, Set aside just for you While the demons lick At your titillating fears But soon the shadows Start to fade The co...
• Hot Topics > Bullying
  Silence Hurts

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Bottled up; I feel like I'll burst Any moment I might cease to exist (Please) Remind me of my purpose I don't know who I am anymore Someone guide me in the right direction Lead me off a cliff, I don't care... The blood continues to fall A stinging feeling that leaves me wi...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  I Long To Be

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  I long to be at a beach A place where the swells and ocean breeze, Keeps me company while I watch the sunrise Where the gulls laugh and the mermaids play I long to be in the mountains The quiet fog settling down, On a lush forest where the quiet creatures whisper The air is cold, the snow g...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Ocean Resonance

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  The ocean breeze will keep me company I watch the waves gently caress the sand Footprints have faded, the water calm In repose I see the nymphs dance Their melodies carry me across the dunes Forbidden sways enchant my gaze I laugh and lean against the rocks, And listen to a song that haunts...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Woe of a Middle School Band Concert

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  The swells of sound swollowed Within the barren walls. Notes to never be heard, Echos of an unrequited lover's chorus supressed, And triumphs over seemingly neverending battles of fright snuffed out. Oh! A squeak not meant to occur, followed by a flick of the conductor's head towards ...
• Nonfiction > Personal Experience
  These shoes weren't made for running

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  The hot sun felt like it was roasting my friend and me alive. Our sickly sweet ice-cream no longer cooled our mouths, but puddled on our fingers and ran down to our shirts, making a sticky mess. My friend decided we should race to the nearest trash can to dispose of these messy burdens. With my hono...
• College
  Guide > College Essays
  "Your proudest accomplishment"

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  It was a cool July afternoon as I raced down the steep slope of my driveway, my bare feet collecting tiny, loose asphalt rocks. I reached tentatively into the paint-faded mailbox and grasped the manila envelope. I decided to open it like a Band-Aid, to rip it and get it over with quickly and as pain...
• College
  Guide > College Essays
  "An obstacle you've had to overcome"

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Bubbles of confusion and disbelief spilled from my mouth, as my heart clamored in my chest, threatening to burst. The angel faces blared through the stained glass windows that surrounded me from above, glaring down in disapproval. I wanted to hide under a rock as the students around me began to gig...
• Reviews > Book Reviews
  Warm Bodies by Isaac Marion

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  After Twilight, the vampires have been has draining YA novels dry. With all of these gooey, lovey-dovey teen books about vampires, werewolves, and witches(oh my!), it’s about time someone put some reality back into the supernatural genre. Marion does just that with his very first novel, Warm Bodie...
• Opinion > Love / Relationships
  Nerds are Sexy

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  For all those nervous, shy guys who are worried they can’t get a girlfriend because they don’t have a sixpack and aren’t tanner than Fabio, have no fear. Many times, you are the best kind of boy a girl could ask for. Jocks. The scientific name is Sportacus eyecandius. Typical appearances ...
• Fiction > Historical Fiction
  Brave Young Soldier Boy

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  The smell of gunpowder invades my lungs, choking me. I claw at my throat as I remember that tender clicking sound, just before smoke erupts from the chamber. The quiet ping of a bullet entering a man, his uniform now sullied. A cry of an animal bubbles out of the man, who is now tumbling to the grou...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Feel the Rush

  

  By Sakuya, Richmond, VA

  Move Get out of The way! Tightening, Pulling, Taking my Breath …away Run Run Run Can’t go Fast enough! Save yourself! Thrill Fluttering heart Beat Thump Thump Thump Go faster! You must keep up Race against Time I must finish Energy, Determination, Life …fading I c...