The following piece was composed as part of a 9 th grade English assignment that asked students to add a chapter to the novel Purple Hibiscus by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. Samantha Kollock '29 It rained a new type of rain that day. Not the light rain fall that painted the sidewalks with small specks, but instead heavy rain poured from the sky. On the weekly stroll home from church today, it never seemed so lonely. As I reached out to catch rain drops in my hand, there was al

Daniel Dashko '28   The room was silent. I wasn’t ready to step in. I feared facing the truth of this moment and seeing someone so close to death. Suddenly, all of the memories came rushing back. Sid has been my friend ever since I first started volunteering at the Hill more than a year ago. Every day I would arrive around 9:00 and I would see him eating breakfast or watching TV. It gave me a sense of reliability, seeing him there every time. After I finished delivering all o

Maya Salerno '27 1  The room is cold and stale, sending a chill down my spine. I look forward to see a little girl laying in bed. The fluffy white sheets eating her little body up. As I move closer, I notice that her skin is pale, almost white. Her soft, youthful skin blends in with the white sheets, I release, she is lifeless. Her hands lay across her chest, in an unnatural sleeping position. As I move closer I smell medicine, and the burning candles that rest in the corner.

Anastasia Miller '26 There is a version of me only the color red really knows. But that version of me isn’t all I am anymore. The crimson...

Oliver Ritchey '27 Every summer my family and I go to a special place, called Acadia National Park, stationed in Maine. It is a...

Eshaan Nandy '29 When asked the question, “Where are you from,” my head went into a tailspin. I identify with so many places and cultures...

Zander Shallow'23 My house while growing up in Pennsylvania was not in a neighborhood. In fact, my only neighbors were older adults; on...

Grace Petersohn '24 As we trekked through the larger-than-life pines we heard Zac calling out the code word from behind us. I and the...

Morgan Hellebusch'23 I could hear the clock tick and animals making noises in the distance, as I sat on the cold tile floor of the vets'...

Danika Staples'24 My neighborhood is quite small and almost all of the other kids my age are boys. So, I spent a lot of time playing with...

Caroline Paik'20 Typically, translation means changing words from one language to another in order to help someone understand something. In Kingston’s case, she translates herself according to the readers she predicts will not understand aspects of her identity - American readers and her Chinese family. She believes that Americans will not understand her Chinese identity and that her Chinese family will not understand her American identity. Kingston translates herself well to

Scott Cho'19 In modern society and throughout history, men and women have always been separated and characterized by their differences....

Alice Su'20 People always look at my father and notice him. They notice his towering figure, his infectious laugh, his pure smile, his...

Josh Feigoise This sculptural representation of Mum and Sylvia Llewlyn Davies, the mothers in A Monster Calls and Finding Neverland...

Alice Su'20 In Sophocles’s play Antigone, Antigone is a young woman sentenced to death after breaking the law of Thebes by burying her...