I can not hide what I have done by Julia S

I can not hide what I have done
I killed Duncan
I did not kill him with a gun
Nor a knife 
I take the blame
Macbeth wouldn't have killed him
If it was not for me
Should I pay the price?
Its been a long run
But then end has come
I can not stand the guilt any longer
I must pay my price. 
-Lady Macbeth

While you Weren't Here by Paige Goldstein

While you weren't here
I cried every night
A million tears fell
Still my heart wasn't right

While you weren't here
I did what I could
Hoping against hope
My decisions were good

While you weren't here
I gained some in age
Things just went on
And life turned a page

While you weren't here
I just tried to go on
Knowing what didn't kill me
Would only make me strong

While you weren't here
A whole lot got changed
My life became different
My world rearranged

While you weren't here
I had to learn to be alone
To stand on my two feet
To make my own home

So that's where I am now
At this stage of my life
Still scared and alone
Still coping with strife

But years have gone by

And I'm not going to lie 

I thank you leaving 

Because being without you now 

Turned out to be reliving

Mirror, mirror by Caroline Lovett (at age 16 or so)

I asked you today if I was pretty

“yes” you whispered

Yet the reflection contradicted so.

The face I saw in your frame

Was not the one I know.

She looked so very different

And was wearing a lovely smile

I did not recognize her face

It has been such a long while.

The girl in the mirror lives in a different world,

she tells me that’s where she’s happy

she wants to stay.

As I get closer to the mirror

She suddenly fades away.

When I try to walk in her smile

I realize she’s just an image

That the perfect girl inside the mirror

Is nothing but a bit of me, a taste of me,

Who I am and who I’ll be.

She passes me a smile

As though to say hang in there

Everything will be alright

As long as I treasure life and strive.

I nod; I am worth the fight.

An Obituary of Julian Pennant by Julian Pennant

Julian Pennant

Julian Pennant was a good kid with a great soul. A kid with amazing basketball talent and great skill on the court. He was born on 1990 August 8 in Melrose hospital. Julian was in a party in the Boston area after a championship game and was shot and killed on Oct 31 2014 he was 24 years old. Julian was attending BC at the time and was on his way going to the draft after he had graduated.

 Julian growing up as kid went threw a lot of struggles, but a positive thing and gift that came to him was his talent in basketball. Ever since he pick up his first basketball he knew for sure he was going to make it to the NBA. Everyday of the summer and all during the school year he would trian. He was a great student and had a very good relationship with his teachers. He was very much liked by students in his school. All of the boston adore julian he was the superstar that everyone thought that he could be.

Julian was a kind and caring person he would volunteer to help at clinics for almost everything. He help old people, people also with special needs and kids and there basketball skill and help train them. Julian was working at nursing home helping the elderly and the residents there have nothing but good things to say about Julian. At this point of Julian life he had seem to be the perfect image that his community and what his school was looking for.

It is so sad that Julian had  to go at such a young age he was the such a great person who had deserved better in the future. But he will always be remembered in community of Boston and in the people of that communities pray. The man who had shot julian is serving life in jail, so people are happy that justice had been served in this case. Rest in peace Julian, your memories will live on forever.

What is a Monster?

A monster doesn't always live under a bed

A monster doesn't always eat little kids heads

A monster doesn't always have to be green

A monster doesn't have to be huge and look viciously mean

A monster doesn't have to be eerie and scary

A monster doesn't have to be tough and hairy

So what is a monster you're probably thinking

What makes you so afraid that you can’t stop blinking

A monster could be your imagination, what we see, what we do

A monster could be a demon that constantly lives inside you

When you lay down at night and close your eyes

And all you can think about is that monster by your side

Don’t be afraid to go to sleep

Its just a bad dream, go count some sheep

Whos to say if a monster is good or if a monster is bad

If you only think about monsters you’ve gone totally mad

Dont be afraid of monsters or if they can turn you into someone dead

Dont be afraid of monsters because they're all trapped in your head

Moody by Leo M

The more pages turned

The less anxious I do feel

This book is just wow

What did I just read

I just feel disappointment

That was terrible

I just returned it

The ending was just so bad

I am just so sad

How a teenager is made by Paige Goldstein

you take a student

create some stress

give them no freedoms

respect them even less

have high expectations

as you train them for success

control their lives

each and every step

slowly they regress

they’ll walk in a trance

puppets on a string

and the strings are in your hands
the schedule presented
coaches yelling and screaming
sports stresses only add to the overall messes

so that’s too many hours
spent in the system
and that’s not all yet

after it’s dance, scouts, religious school and work

finally at home
these kids get to relax
never mind you forgot
its homework for english and math
then college applications
chores have to wait for later

how about friends?
or enjoying some music?
maybe some TV?
to help them not lose it
maybe a nap?
but time is not to be wasted
not hours or minutes

and tomorrow?
it’s the same routine again
the alarm clock ringing

if this continues

where their opinions are inferior

and they are over worked with no room to lurk

slowly they’ll grow furious

make them unsure of their future

they tell us we’re only children, we’ve got no say

but in one year, it’ll finally be time to part our own ways

so  lay off the students
they’re working harder than ever
let them be their own person and that should relieve some of these pressures