by Marelle Hipolito ’21 Ava crouched by the bushes. This is it, this is the time, she thought to herself. She wanted to go slam open the store door, saunter over to the middle aged woman, confront her for her crimes, and punish her for them. But some part of Ava wanted to keep […]
Dear Tiff and Earl, What is and isn’t acceptable to wear as a Halloween costume here at PC? Sincerely, In Need Of Candy Dear In Need of Candy, Your question is tricky, but the answer is a real treat. Fun thing about Halloween: the fewer clothes, the better. The more offensive, the more hilarious. […]
A Rock A Pocket Dictionary An Orange A Box of Raisins Airplane Peanuts Nothing, they wouldn’t open the door A Toothbrush Stale Starburst Cough Drops A Head of Cabbage Last Halloween’s Candy Knock-off Tootsie Rolls Fig Newtons Nature Valley Granola Bars Cheez-Its Pencils Black Licorice Fortune Cookies
by Marelle Hipolito ’21 Tick Tock. 11:42. Henley stared at the computer, impatiently waiting for an idea to come to her mind, waiting for an idea to turn into words and those into the story that she was supposed to turn in by midnight. Usually inspiration came to her like a flood, but […]
“Dev missed school today.” “He missed it yesterday, too.” “So HE was the bait.” —Julia Zygiel ’19 A jagged smile smirks. Hollowed eyes stare in the dark. It’s a frightful sight. —Marisa Gonzalez ’18 The sky grows foggy Black monsters leave their dark caves To torment again! —Sam Pellman ’20 It was […]
by Julia Zygiel ’19 “We shouldn’t have stopped for that stupid. Freaking. Bike,” Tyler panted between breaths, groaning as his body tried to double up in pain. “Yeah, if I had known it was real and not some ravenous coyote, I definitely wouldn’t have stopped, Tyler!” Dev shouted, miraculously managing to pull off sarcasm […]
by Jonathan Coppe ’18 “What about these?” PJ was pointing to some rocks. The boys had gotten together to play baseball in Conor’s front yard—Conor had a very big front yard. But when Conor’s parents left to go shopping, Conor’s dad had locked the shed that had the baseballs, so now they had to […]
by Connor Zimmerman ’20 In class, my professor lectures about some boring equation that he has up on the board. I decide to ignore him and spend the last fifteen minutes taking a nap. As I close my eyes, I come to the place I love—the stage, the lights shining in my face, the […]
Chained Run, hurry, faster! No, don’t look back, stop it! I fling my body around the corner into the darkness, my dripping hand sliding along the old marble wall. Down the stairs I glide, holding the wall to feel where I am. I reach the ground and a sudden tranquility streams through me. It’s over, […]