By: Sheridan Traish

stomachs are growling

children are crying out for help

in households everywhere food is being thrown away

while children are struggling to move or speak

soft words are spoken, to remind

but everything is fine when our stomachs are filled

we take that for granted

why can’t we go and help, not just sit still

we cry when we haven’t eaten for seconds

but they haven’t eaten for days

we won’t ever get the feeling of having our stomachs ripped out

so we try to ignore

let it never cross our mind

that is world hunger

By: Aarnav Tale

There once lived Billy the Snake,

He lived in the land of Snake Lake.

He ruled over every single snake,

And all of the large lake.

One day, he got a bad report,

The spiders crossed into their border.

He bit back a retort,

Because the time of the spiders was over.

He bellowed orders for a wall to be built,

And to make sure that it didn’t tilt.

Eventually the wall was built,

And the snakes began to wilt.

They started to scream and shout,

They were like a broken water spout.

Disfunctional and clouded.

But then, one snake began to revolt.

He led the others onto Billy the Snake,

And took over other parts of the lake.

Then, Billy the Snake disappeared like a cloud of mist.

by Julian Yi

my plane starts to move

and suddenly i start to see

as i fly into the skies of curiosity

i see the other planes

we’ve been through crackling thunderstorms

but that did not stop us from flying

as dozens and dozens of years go by i find who i am

while the others keep soaring

my plane starts to lose power

i knew it was time

i start crashing down with my passengers

as i grasp my hands onto my seat, i cease to exist.

By:James Whipp

The little boy had been standing silently beheind his older brother

Planning his attack

He spoted his brother’s vulnerable neck

he went for it

giving his brother a mightey slap, square on his neck, sure that it would defeat him

The brother retailiated, BOOM! punching him in the arm

He punched his brother again, this time faster and harder

A flash went through the boy’s body

he couldnt take another blow

he gave up.

By: Haley Wulff

The sun shone on a warm spring morning

As the sun began to rise,

The light reflected onto the tall, giant

humongous pieces of metal

Screams of anxious children filled

the funnel-cake scented air

Lines to reach the monstrous giants

whirled around, and passed the already laid ropes

It’s been hours

surrounded by hungry, cranky, tired, adventures

Soon it was my turn to step in and face the beast

“click, click, click”

I was locked in

and I went woosh down the first steep hill

By: Stephen Davis

Boys were dropping Tilted Towers

Everyone else, we devour

On my way to the circle

Oh look! There’s a gun, and its purple

I start to aim my gun

I’m going to die, the glare of the deathly sun

Down to my fingertips, I start sweating

My friends, start betting

I’m down to the final four

My sweat is really starting to pour like a waterfall

I see a no skin

I start to build

I then fell, and I was killed

I was close enough to taste the victory

But the person killed me with no mercy

How it happened was building my base

Then it got shot down, and that’s when I got second place.

by: Lia Krall

The bright sun gently kissed my cheeks

While the summer breeze brushed past me

Not a single cloud in the sky

My hand sunk down into the scorching sand

While my skin shone a nice tan

The ocean waves made thundering sounds

That put me to sleep

While kids shouted and splashed in the glimmering sea

The waves never stopped a continuous motion

Crashing down, pulling in, crashing down, pulling in

It made my eyes heavy

Slowly, I drifted away into a deep slumber