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Hi,
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Keep the faith.
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Fear

By Samantha Bonasera
Chelsea Public School

Hands clapping
Feet stomping
Hundreds of eyes beaming down at you
Your heart beats pumping faster and faster
Their big smiles, your big smile
It feels like you have to walk a mile, just to get a light flashing
Five more feet, splat
No more clapping, no more stomping, silence
You look up, then look down
Your knuckles start to clench together
Laughter and giggles appear in your ears
You slowly get up
Shake it off and grab the piece of paper with your name on it
Walking away quickly
You think to yourself
What a great reward

Darkness. Afraid that it's going to swallow me whole, throw me into a place where I'll never see daylight. It seems like darkness is always there, always going to take me away, almost like Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz. Whatever happened to Todo? Huh?

First it starts off small,
With having him hang up,
Then it builds up to screaming and crying
Over the phone when he calls back.
You wait few days to go see him.
You're both sitting there,
Thinking what's going to happen.
You decide to break the silence.
In an instant you find yourself,
Slammed into the wall.
Your breathing gets low.
His hands in a fist.
Your eyes meet as tears,

The hills of Gettysburg
The bitter hills
The death stained valley
The rounds of iron
The falling men
The smoking plain
A bitter river
Flowing
The mountain is crying
Crying red tears
The horses falling
The men yelling
The mounds of dead become mountains
Mountains of tears, red tears
The artillery fire
The bayonet charge
The tears still flowing
The men retreat
The north wins

The Powdery Mountain

By Maria Leech
Albert D. Lawton Middle School

My bindings-click
"You ready?"
We ride.
Higher, higher
Midstation ahead,
Please Keep tips up!
Mom hops.

Where was I?

Higher, higher
I scooch to the side,
and cling
like a baby to its rattle,
I hold on,
tight.

My goggles fog up,
a hot tear
rolls down my reddened cheek.
A know in the cable

Hollow

I'm Hollow
I gave away my core.
I am screaming for help,
but all I can hear
is the echo of my own voice

I'm hollow
I have no core.
I'm not going to
try no more.
But they can't see
They're too interested in
making a new me.

I'm hollow
and rotting.
Now I'm on the verge of dying,
but people see
right through me.

The backyard is a place where all of life can live free with little creatures under the soil unseen to our eyes. Plants will grow…kids will play tag, and once dusk comes, everything changes. Flowers will close their bloom, the children will go to bed, and all things become dormant. The nocturnals emerge, hungry for a meal.

Snake
(Inspired by Valerie Worth)
by Schuyler Coyle-Parkin

In the back yard
The snake slithers,
Hisses
He rolls up,
Looks up alert;
Attacks, with deadly
Jaws, a fast mouse
Zoom! Crash!
He got it,
Hisses, closes
His eyes: sleeps
All afternoon
In his scaly skin.

We can forget about it right?
It never happened,
Who are you kidding?
I never,
Well I won't say that,
Instead I won't lie,
I'll just never deny it,
Just skip around the topic,
But again,
What topic?
That never happened.

A
Place
to escape
Free from noise,
School,
Stress,
Even the everyday
Hardships like cliques
It is a place to be free
Just sit back and relax
No cares, no nothing
Peace and quiet
Is all that’s there
Nothing more,
Nothing less
Just
A
Place
To escape

Sitting in class a girl grows hungry; she hasn’t eaten in three days. She asks to be excused, the hurries out of the room. She runs down the hall to the cafeteria and buys cookies, a donut and a large soda. She then casually walks out to the hall, and once out of sight of the cafeteria lady, she sprints to a vacant place below a staircase, unable to be seen by anyone wandering the halls.

Open the back door
Kids playing wiffle-ball
Fun in the summer

Everything is wrong
Nothing seems right anymore
Mistakes I have made

Everyone makes mistakes
Some life changing, while others can be looked over.
People may forgive, but they never forget.
The pain will last forever, and change things for good.
Unfortunetly you can’t change the past,
you only have the unknown future ahead.
Which is unpredictable and chilling.