Freshman year, one of the sparse freshman in a room full of sophomores, I was shy, I was quiet, I was scared, I was alone. Surely, I was alone - I didn’t know anyone. Surely I had to keep to myself and...

I wake up. Not in tears over the excruciating school day that lies ahead, not chipper and making my green smoothie ready to #TackleThisTuesday, not happy to see my friends; I just wake up. I wake up most...

A completely dark room, a bed torn apart with sheets, trash and tissues strewn about. A sole person, shriveled alone in his bed. This is what depression looks like. No, that is not what depression...

March 10, 2016. The room is filled with 99 other students who are “just like me.” A cold, blurry, dark auditorium to me was a lively, happy, celebratory gathering for everyone else. Shaking, dizzy,...

“Hello Francis Howell Central Students, many of you have chosen to participate in the national school walkout today.” Cold air slaps the face of students walking in unison, standing for what they believe...

Bleachers rattle under the tapping, anxious feet of a mighty student section. “Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go” escapes their mouths as their eyes gaze on the countdown to the game....

Some pro gamers can make 10 moves in a single second, on average a person can type 20 words per minute, an AR 15 is capable of firing 600 rounds per minute; all of which are things an eighteen year old...

Senior Krysten Vaughn cares deeply for her community, and hopes to tend to their well-being by keeping the student body informed through raising awareness for issues within her community. “I think...

On Aug. 8, math teacher and Sensations coach Roxanne Fetsch was admitted to the ER with severe back pain. Within the week, she was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia, also called ALL, a disease...

The process. I refer to it - it being finding self-acceptance and practicing self-love - as a process because that is how I can best describe it. It will not come with the snap of your finger, or even...

Thank you for being you and letting me be me. Your room has become a home and I can't imagine high school without publications or you or this room. You have had a bigger impact on me than you will ever...