‘Why do I Matter?’ by Madi Chantry

I matter because I want to win in life. I want to do the greatest things any man or woman…

‘Moon’ by Kiera Potter

Summer shines reflections in the water. A man walks by to show his daughter a passage through time. As…

The scorched ground crunched under worn boots, as the wind weakly tugged on his weathered clothes. It was deathly silent,…

The usual busy station was eerily desolate. No one was around, except the man two seats down shouting furiously into…

I can see blue sky. Extinction of animals. I can see black sky. Featured image by Seatizen.co from Pexels

Once there was a boy called Andrew. He had just started his first year of high school. Andrew’s parents gave…

I’d grown up in a small town, surrounded by hills, forests and streams. As children, we would test who was…

My name is Lorelei. I am their downfall. Mine is the voice in the storm. Ever since I was young,…

The woods are deep; the woods are vast. They sweep down from the higher ground and into the valley, encircling…

Dear Diary… The village is tranquil, separated from the hostile and inhabitable mass of woods that surround us. The village…

This story was written collaboratively by students at Boroughbridge High School: Iris, Purwa, Summer, Abi and Joe. The creaking gate…

It was a seemingly quiet place; the only way into the town was an almost invisible side road at the…

It’s there. It’s always there. The voice, the guilt, for every mistake she’s made. Wherever she goes, it follows and…

I wake up screaming. The pounding in my head is almost as painful as the scratch marks I inflicted in…

Daryl had heard more bank, house and car alarms than anyone. It was like music to his ears. He started…

All over the Arctic, polar bears are dying; starving because of melting ice which stops them hunting or left floating…

The icy cold wind brushed itself roughly against my skin. I shivered as goosebumps rose up unwillingly. The sky slowly…

Her soul is stained with your black ink, These scars won’t fade and haven’t healed with time, And still, she…

Sometimes, I still think of home. It seems alien now, as though it came from another life. There are times…