By Julia X. My first time in the kitchen was when I was seven years old. At that time, I could only watch my parents saute the cabbages,…
Super Girl
By Sahana Rajkumar The morning air was filled with excitement, and a cool summer breeze hit my face as we drove towards the towering…
The Day My Brother Left
It was the night before he left, and I could not sleep. It was 11:56 PM, and I was rolling around in my bed, shuffling the pillow around…
Why Poetry Matters
By: David Xiang I first started writing poetry because I couldn’t fall asleep at night. With all my thoughts running amok in my head, I…
Fear of Nothing
By Anonymous SWOOOSH! I had just come down the beginners hill at full speed, feeling satisfied with my lesson. I carefully pried off my…
Fake it Till You Make It: How I Met My First Friends
By Jamison L. Back when I was in preschool, I was the kid with no friends— the kid everyone ignored. Walking around school, I kept my…
Writing about Writing
By Jerry Z. “One hour left!” These three words knocked me back to reality with a jarring impact. I stared at my blank document and it…
My Math Competition
By Anonymous When I was in 6th grade, my dad had signed me up for a math competition. While even the thought of it was dreadful, many…
The Great Mosquito Invasion of 2019
By Hannah S. “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” I screeched. A small black dot zoomed past my ear at the speed of…
Independent Writings
By: Shreya Sharath NRT 27 “NRT 25 is up and NRT 27, please be ready,” the announcer says. Oh no! Is my number up already? As “NRT 25”…