November 17, 2017

Posts from "Portfolio"

  • Portfolio | Nov.16, 2017

    For The Home Front

      by Madison Stevens ’19   She took two steps off the plane and knew she was home. The smell of metal and hand sanitizer filled her nostrils as she sauntered out of Terminal B and down to Baggage Claim…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.16, 2017

    Maybe Next Time

    by Jay Willett ’20   “Damian! They’re here! Damian!” Alyssa screamed over the bank’s sirens. I tossed aside the weeping attendant and ran for the glass door. Blue and red lights flashed across the Roman marble, blinding me as I…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.16, 2017

    Afro

    by Dawyn Henriquez ’19   I was six or seven. It was a scalding Dominican summer day that began with a hurried packing of bare essentials— underwear and shorts—as my aunt prepared me for a visit to my grandmother’s in…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.09, 2017

    The Opportunity of a Lifetime

    by Sam Pellman ’20   Today was the day. The day she’d leave her home for three months and never look back. Well, not really. This also wasn’t just leaving for college; she was a junior after all. No, this…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.09, 2017

    The Painter Revealed

    by Marisa Gonzalez ’18   White walls surrounded him, cared for him, gave him a home. It had been three years since Ian Michael Emerson was admitted into the Rockville Mental Institution. It had been two years since he started…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.02, 2017

    Bang

    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…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.26, 2017

    Tick Tock

      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…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.26, 2017

    Bike

    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…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.26, 2017

    The Nail

    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,…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.26, 2017

    The Skin Suit

    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,…

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