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Serotonin Dazzling headlights. A horn blast. The piercing squeal of brakes. A chaos of shattered glass and twisted metal – twinkling...

Tracy Shao Weiqi, BIBWH My mind gradually clears as I recall the piercing noise I heard. I knew we had to leave… My eyelids grew heavier...

Daniel Chu, BIWH As I stood in front of the Marquis Paris Division Headquarters, I reminisced about the first time we heard of the...

Berlin Lin, BIPH I attended a Canadian school at around 8 years old. The place was quite “new” to me to some extent even though I had...

S H I R L E Y L I A O , B B S Z Icy fingers gripped my arm in the darkness, but, no one should be in here, a secret passage inside the...

C H E R Y L H U Chapter 1 While I was still living in the so-called "human world," I was a clerk at a high-end waterproof watch store,...

A glimpse into a morning routine filled with sunlight, family interactions, and a rush to catch the school bus.

A reflective narrative on a rainy day journey, exploring human connection, decision-making, and the search for meaning.

Timmy Zhang The silence, a weight most intangible but heavy, permeates the forest, its trees dead and barren and the ground thick with...

Crystal Wang She trembled, hugging her knees tightly and rocking back and forth under the covers. She watched her reflection in the...

By Freya Nie “I LOVE YOU!” he shouted from across the room. I turned my head to a middle schooler or perhaps a rabid dog standing on...

Cxzh Classwork, homework, tests. That was my life in a small public school in China Starting from seven, I had been told by multiple...