City Lights

looking in their fridge was like looking at a funeral. Nothing looked good, and everything reflected the feeling of lose inside them. What was the purpose? 3 weeks went by, the grey of stores, the black of streets and endless cars that piled into city traffic that moved so slow it was as if you may never escape, it trapped Blue. Escape became a dream, it became an organized plan drafted into pages and diagrams, and endless thoughts of what might be the reason for this trap and the escape.…

had so far. July 9th would be his fourteenth birthday, and most boys his age were on their own by then. He dreamed of the day when he could get away from the orphanage and away from the Leather Works. The Armstead and Sons Leather Works of New York City was a six-story building where leather goods were manufactured and sold. The Juvenile Orphanage for Boys furnished indentured labor for the dyeing, cutting, and assembling of leather goods on the upper, four manufacturing…

are a lot of things that we need to know about trains, their warning signals, and what we can do to stay safe around railroad crossings. In the article “25 interesting facts about trains” the author wrote, “There is an abandoned subway station under City Hall in New York that no train stops at but you can see it in passing if you take the number 6 train.” First of all, trains are fast moving, high powered train cars. In the article “The history learning site” the author wrote, “In 1804, Richard…

chest as I ran towards my sanctuary, only taking a second to glance back. Seeing no one, I had slowed down to catch my breath. My eyes continued to dart about the area and I kept my wits about me. The trees and plants were glowing thanks to the sun’s light, which made it harder to carefully examine my surroundings. My hearing was astonishingly perceptive, so when the first branch snapped, I jumped up and ran through the bright trees. I looked back once more and ran into something that pushed me…

“You are beautiful”. Matthew Hoffman’s piece titled “you are beautiful”. This piece is an biennial panel. Installed at the Elmhurst art museum Illinois. March 2015. “You are beautiful” falls under contemporary art.”You are beautiful” provides people with an opportunity to reflect on our society and the issues that we are going through on a day to day basis.People can relate to this piece.”You are beautiful” is more than just three words.”You are beautiful” is hung at the entrance of the museum…

knees felt weak and my head was spinning. I stood straight, finally gathered my thoughts and looked around. It was dark and kind of dank. A musty smell filled my nostrils. In the distance there was a bent street light flickering. Everything was quiet. No sounds came from the once bustling city. I had sworn I heard someone a second ago, but I guess I could have been dreaming. An authoritative voice called out in the distance, “where are you going?” Mr. Jacks, my teacher, came running up to me. I…

going to happen, I just know it. ‘How did I end up here?’ I think to myself. I cannot remember anything. The room is pitch black. I warily feel my surroundings, cautious of what is around me. ‘How did I end up here?’ I reiterate. Suddenly the room lights up and a scrawny man with a dour disposition appears. His gaping eyes stare blankly at me. “What’s your problem?” I ask. No response from the man. “Can you at least tell me what’s going on?” I question. Still no words from the stolid man. I…

all of a sudden a sharp jab of pain shot from m brain the harder I tought of what happened the worse the pain got. Slowly blackness started taking over my head. Falling back into the darkness that hit me before. Blank dreams appeared in my head, light was the only thing that shined through my eyes. Slowly fluttering motion too my eyes by surprise, opening them in a jerk. A few more blinks and I found my eye sight again. My voice was gone though and my head throbbed with a pounding headache.…

characters, and actors’ names. As I walked to my seat, the lights were on, the set was onstage, and “folksy harp music” was playing, or as a classmate described it “Italian bistro music.” The set gave a “Greek” feel with cream columns and walls, and palm trees were behind the set in front of the cyclorama. I could tell the setting was in a European town close to the beach, which is close to the actual setting of Messina, an Italian coastal city. This Shakespearian comedy focuses…

Veiled Woman The allure of the scent left upon my coat when I walk away from the convenient store down the road. Tugging onto my mother’s scarf in attempt to hide myself from the silhouettes emitted by the uncertain eyes. Avoiding street lights and alley ways wasn’t a surprise, but I couldn’t help wonder what if I were to feed the urge to discover a world beyond these brick walls and sidewalks. Though, Mama said no, Mama always said no, and Mama is always right. As I slid my way through…