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-- Sophomore chronicles --
When
death strikes a boy of 16
It’s 1 a.m. and I’m running down the
street. The night is silent and crisp,
and only the sound of my breathing
and the crunch of leaves beneath
my Doc Martens fills the air.
Sweat rolls in streams from my temple and
into my eyes, even though it’s October
and freezing outside. My side aches
and I can’t run anymore, so I stop
at a corner, sit down on the sidewalk and
pull my legs to my chest.
I don’t want to go home.
I can’t go home.
A gust of wind rushes through; an October
wind, painful and cruel. The tree
branches sway and a group of leaves
move and dance in a circle with the
wind nearby. I tilt my head upwards
to the stars, to God, maybe to
no one.
“Sixteen,” I say somberly. “He was sixteen,
damn it!”
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By Zach Brokenrope
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Wilma's
fierce winds whack Florida
The
evening before Hurricane
Wilma struck Florida
recently, someone spray
painted “Wilma, Go Back to
Bedrock” on a storefront window
in Port St. Lucie.
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By
Eric Simmons
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Diwali,
Hindu festival of lights, brings joy
Hindus all across the globe wait anxiously
each year for Diwali, the festival of lights that
marks the victory of good over evil.
We celebrate it with much fanfare and
grandeur, as Diwali, even in modern times,
reflects the glories of Indian culture.
Preparations for the holiday start well in
advance, with the cleaning and renovating of
the entire house. People shop for clothes and
jewelry, sending retails sales of those items
soaring.
But sweets are even more in demand.
During Diwali, the sales of sweets skyrockets.
It is mandatory for people to go to their relatives’
houses with sweets on this special day.
Sweetshops remain open until midnight.
People do not mind spending a few bucks and
indulging in these sweet sins!
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By Nikita Modi
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