Nonfiction

Valentine's Day is all about love. What is love to me? Well, love can be all kinds of different things, like caring for people and hugging your BFFs. It can also be giving them gifts for their birthdays.

    He was always my favorite, out of all of them - It was barely a competition. He knew it too. Ever since the day that I met him, the day that he was born, we could never be separated.

Trees are spectacular in that they come in all shapes and sizes, live in different environments, and are necessary that make the earth thrive.

At Crossroads Academy, in Lyme, N.H., the English 8 program follows in the footsteps of the History 8 program.

I want to be able to do something that people can only dream of. Most people would choose something common as a sixth sense, like sensing imminent danger, or sensing others' feelings, but I would take a different route.

Leaves Will FallHave you ever seen a tree? And no, I don’t mean just seeing one as you drive down the highway. I mean have you ever really looked at one?

We, Humans, have something to say to you, Trees:
Dear Trees,

Thank you

Thank you for providing us with oxygen, fruit, a hug from time to time

Thank you for standing strong and mighty, providing a sense of stability

The air is warm, with a light breeze that ruffles the trees. 

School just ended, Teddy, my best friend, and I walk through the halls to the bus.

I stumbled through the front door, threw my shoes off and laid on the floor. I didn’t want to move at all. An hour finally passed by, and I finally got up to get ready for practice.

Fifth-grade recess was a time of discovery. All around me, the bustling playground broke into groups; it was war, and we were picking sides. The self-appointed cool kids walked around while the stragglers followed.