By: Kiahna Siy, 9-SYS Time flies over the world like water under a bridge. Dark clouds brimming overhead, covering up even the slightest ray of sunshine. The downpour outside is refusing to give up in the battle against the howling wind. The hats lifted from heads and the umbrellas were flying from the grasps of passersby.
0 Comments
By Denise Joaquin of Grade 12 - Dwight Moody Hope requires the fire that sets the heart aflame.
It reassures the restive soul, With every cadence a reminder that Tomorrow holds the chance to be resolved. By Jillian Raine D. Caliwan of Grade 12 - Martin Luther You chased your playmates around, just like how I'm chasing the deadline of this entry for the school newspaper, which you are reading right now: hurriedly and wearily. I throw tantrums like you did, not because I didn't get what I wanted, but because I'm just moody. You cried about simple things like the fact that Nemo went missing (shamelessly in the movie theater). Now, I'm crying because I just imagined myself crying. You played with colorful shapes. I do the same, except I only play with hearts. Just kidding. I am nearing a milestone in my life, and this letter is to let you know that however much will change, you will still continue existing.
By: Patricia Yu, 12-Hudson Taylor The tree swayed to the music of the wind as the leaves glisten a light brown shade.
One by one, the leaves fall until the tree had nothing left. By Michelle Go of Grade 10 - Solomon Under the dim lights of the stars,
Alone and barely tipsy, The twenty-year old lingers By the pale and quiet seaside. |