Howler seniors prepare to turn the page

The girl who walked through Wakefield’s front doors four years ago bears no resemblance to the one who walks through them now. As I approach my final time opening the gates to the school I can’t help but reflect on how much we have all changed as people.  My first time walking through the glistening glass gateway was terrifying. While I still share the fear about walking through them for the last t...

From the moment my hands first clasped onto the cold metal handles of the school doors, I had music blasting through my ears. Music was a constant – a comforting presence in a turbulent sea of emotions and seemingly judgemental teenagers. I felt as though I was on a separate frequency from my classmates and I was rather content with the idea that it would remain this way. My peers and I danced arou...

Before my junior year, when I was forced to spend seemingly endless days by myself, I had never truly known or understood myself as an individual. I felt too weighed down with insecurities, anxieties and the pressure of perfection.  I held out hope that one day I would feel flawless and invincible, especially at the age of sixteen. But then I turned sixteen.  The realization that I was not going t...

When I first walked into Wakefield I thought I was so grown up being able to say I was finally in high school. My dream always was to live my teenage years to the fullest and make memories that would last forever. Since the senior year is coming to an end, it's been emotional looking back at my younger self and thinking this is the year I have been waiting for, the year I get to move away from home...

I’m not really a senior in high school. I’m still 16, a struggling sophomore who just got her license and can’t wait for spring break. After finishing my fiction story about the deadly disease circulating in China, I haven’t considered what would happen if it reached me yet. Finals, graduation and college have yet to cross my mind, and I don’t have any plans for the future. Except,...

“It’ll be fun,” they said. “It’ll be a great experience,” they said. Well, they were right. Even though I didn’t have the pleasure of being on this team my sophomore year, once I finally had my chance I could never go back. This classroom wasn’t just another elective for me and my friends. It was a place where we could come to cry, laugh and even sing, our own comfort room. Filled wi...

After one and a half years “out” of school, the long awaited, in-person senior year came to a start. Expecting a clear path of nothingness all year – I look back in amazement at how much I’ve accomplished, how much I’ve grown and how much I desire to grow in the near future. Rather than the whole year consisting of turning in assignment after assignment, it was filled with so much exc...