A Streak of Blue

By late November I had become a foreign creature among my classmates. I was filled with a melancholy that my peers may never know of. Borne at the end of winter, my life was on the rocks. Yes, that’s it, I am borne.

I take slow, dreaded steps. My beating heart, I can no longer feel, I am numb. I continue on, the distance between the door and I, seems small. So why am I taking so long to get there? I touch the icy knob and my blood pours out, leaking from imaginative pores under my feet. The knob turns, and I am on the inside. Step by step, breath by breath, I arrive at the dreaded orange chair. Clearing my throat, I begin, "Hello my name is Anna- Maria and I am a drug addict."

From Dreams to Reality by Joey Wu

The phone rang. It was late at night and the sound echoed throughout the room. I lazily got up to answer it.

“That’s weird, the phone was ringing but there’s nothing but a blank screen.”

I decided to turn it off and head back to bed but there was this feeling that something was wrong, something was perhaps…missing. I walked to my parent’s room, there was no one there.

“Where can they be at a time like this, it is nearly…”

I glanced at the clock; the clock was literally broken as if something was telling me a sign. A sign of loneliness. I don’t know what is going on around me. These past couple of days has been a real disaster that I sometimes don’t know what I am doing. I feel so weak, as if I am falling. I decided to go out and take a walk outside.

Regret By Sarah Lum

She sat there sobbing to herself; the pain was all too much. Unimaginable possibilities gave her hope, but only one could fill in the blanks. The sound of screeching tires, the repetitious honking of a car; it was all too late when his voice disappeared abruptly. Serenity knew the only realistic scenario; He’d been hit.

Unable to Love

Emptiness…void…

Left in space all alone

Feeling neither pain nor joy

Unable to feel what you feel

Not able to see any ideals

Unable to smile alone with my aisle

Trudging through the snow, the blizzard blows at me relentlessly. My legs feel numb and frozen in place. I am exhausted. Gathering my strength, I push forward. Raising my head, I look out into the vast engulfing sheet of pure whiteness. Suddenly a strong wind picks up and my hood slips off. A fiery redness obstructs my view as I struggle to brush away. When I finally get my hair out of the way, I see several lights in the distance. A mixture of joy and relief quickly penetrates me and I rush toward them.