Loss & Grief
— An update from William’s forty-second Writing Workshop A summary of the workshop held on Saturday May 22, plus some of the output published below William started off the Writing Workshop...
— An update from our sixth Writing Workshop with Conner Bassett A summary of the workshop held on Saturday May 22, plus some of the output published below The Challenge: Simply,...
— I was sitting on my soft bed, and was finishing up with my online classes. I preferred to work on my bed. It was a lot more comfy than a...
— Cloud Jumping Every time I try to jump up to touch the black clouds,what bothers me most is that you can’t even enjoy falling back to the ground, because it’sa...
— The Gift of Love By Angela Tang, 12 Mason, OH She armoured her husband with the gift of love, remindinghim that this was the calm before the storm. She watched...
— It was a sunny day and the birds were all singing. I imagined that I could understand them. “You did it-you did it-you did it you’ll never get-a-way.” it was...
— I talked, but I could hear my words filing into her ear and out of another like a string of music notes. She held her violin at playing position, but...
— At the time, I was just three years old. My mom, the doctor, and me. The doctor approached me with the flu shot in her hand, and I squirmed in...
— My Shame (William’s class) By Peri Gordon, 11 Whistle, whistle. They inhabit me like I am some sort of haunted medieval fortress. Whoosh. One of them darts through one of...
— Faded by Jaya Khurana, Age 10 (inspired by William’s Writers’ Workshop, May 1, 2021) The creaking of doors is loud in the silence The whistling wind never comes to a...