November 17, 2019

Posts from "Portfolio"

  • Portfolio | Apr.19, 2018

    Snow

    by David Martineau ’18   “It’s really cold out today!” I said, my hands trembling as I stuffed them in the pockets of my thin coat. Beside me, Johnny walked with his head lowered in a sullen silence. He had…

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  • Portfolio | Apr.12, 2018

    Writer’s Block: “The envelope in my mailbox had no return address.”

    TWO WRITERS, ONE LINE: “The envelope in my mailbox had no return address.”   by Marisa Gonzalez ’18   The envelope in my mailbox had no return address. At first, I was quite shocked. Why would someone want to remain…

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  • Portfolio | Apr.12, 2018

    White-Out

    by Marisa DelFarno ’18   Three towering walls wrap around Henry. The dull, plain looking bricks laid out around him resemble grey fish scales. The fourth wall consists of thick rust-rotted bars lined up high in unison. The room is…

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  • Portfolio | Mar.15, 2018

    Sunday Starvation

    by Jay Willett ’20   The terrain was drenched in the heavy snow—New England had not been kind to my travels, but I still trekked on. My car had broken down around SR-3, and since it was the apocalypse, there…

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  • Portfolio | Mar.15, 2018

    The Three Boys

    by Marisa Gonzalez ’18   There were three boys who lived in a magnificent house.  A house that seemed to go on forever. Each room more wondrous than the next. Edgar, Allan, and Paul, who everyone called Poe, had it…

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  • Portfolio | Mar.01, 2018

    Dream Walker

    by Connor Zimmerman ’20   I was cursed when I was younger, by a witch no less. To walk a thousand years in the minds of others. Those foul harpies always get the last laugh, especially when you steal their…

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  • Portfolio | Feb.15, 2018

    Stuck In A Crime Scene

    by Sam Pellman ’20   It was closing time. The gates were starting to be secured and locked up. Our group had split up about halfway through, but it would be fine, we’d meet up with them outside the car.…

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  • Portfolio | Feb.15, 2018

    A Brother’s Love

    by Marisa Gonzalez ’18   The war raged on, and Henry was in the middle of it. Guns exploded. Smoke filled the air, and Henry’s vision was cut off. His father always warned him about going out into the war…

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  • Portfolio | Feb.15, 2018

    Don’t Fear The Reaper

    by Marisa DelFarno ’18   There is nowhere to hide from death. This is the administration’s motto. How did this become their motto? Short answer—overpopulation. Every three years, the population kept creeping over another billion. Another three years would go…

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  • Portfolio | Feb.08, 2018

    Soulmate

    by Jessica Polanco ’20   Twelve years later I still remember the first day we met. Starting that day, there were no battles I had to face alone ever again, no laughter not shared and no tears not collected and…

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