The Beauty of Sparks by Lalah

The rosy and amber sparks shot right out towards me. Behind the red plastic sheets, the sapphire and sometimes snowy white sparks glowed huge and luminescent. They emerged far and wide, nearly touching me as they jumped over the sheet. The magnificence of the sparks put me in a trance. The flickers of light molded and blended together before they simmered down to the ground, each flash of light burning out just as it touched...

Trapeze by Alexandra

“You’re up first,” Mike points at me. The room goes quiet as my fellow campmates watch intently from their seats on the floor. The large roof with a bubble-like top disappears as do Mike’s next words. My insides start to scream. They are spinning round and round, running into walls. My mind is a blur, traveling faster than a bullet. I can’t believe I’m actually attempting this. I can do the regular swing from my...

The Sushi Epiphany by Bashar

My tone wouldn’t have been nearly as crude if she’d just allowed me to go there. In the meantime, the cannoli I was forced to buy at Mike’s Pastry was messy and sticky and got all over my shirt. Since I’d waited to savor the taste, the supposedly sweet, creamy ricotta cheese had now melted and turned into a deformed, chaotic mess. All I was craving was one thing and one thing only: sushi. Those...

Kung Fu by Alex

Boom, Pop, Pow. The sounds of the small studio float through the air and flow into my ears. The man takes four or five lighting fast bounds across the floor. He plants the long wooden shaft and soars high into the air with incredible balance and calm. He seems to hang there for eternity, or maybe it was just a few second, then he finally goes over the top and lands with a soft thud...

Chinatown by Jazmine

I walked through the doors of the restaurant nervous and not really happy. For a person that doesn’t like trying new things, this is a nightmare. Trudging towards the table, I look around at the carts of food being pushed around the restaurant. To me, it all looked disgusting. I was regretting my choice of coming here. As one of the food carts approaches my table, I glance at the food in disgust. The slimy...

North End by Nick

A gush of cool air lightly skimmed my face as we entered the pastry shop. It was a nice day outside, sunny with a nice occasional breeze, and I wanted something cold. On my right, there was an arrangement of gelato with a wide variety of flavors. None of the flavors caught my attention, so I went for the classic chocolate chip. I held the spoon gently in my right hand, my left held the...

Kung Fu by Sadiyah

As we all mocked the position Master Yao was in, a warning bell went off in my head. “Alert! Alert! In the knee cap of the left leg, all help is needed to reduce the pain! Alert! Alert!” Within three seconds, my worn-out left leg gave out underneath me, causing me to stumble in my pose. “Ow!” I shouted out loud, causing Emily to turn and look at me with an “are-you-OK” look. Giving her...

Improv by Kathleen

“EAT FASTER!” Bashar’s wild shouts coupled with the slightly deranged look in his eye added up to the very picture of insanity. I felt my eyes pop open even wider, and I did my best to fake-eat more quickly. He was screaming instructions left and right: “GET DOWN,” “GET OVER HERE,” and just general wordless screaming. I checked behind me to see everyone else still in the game sitting on the floor and eating calmly...

Trapezing by Alana

Right before it was my turn to stand up, I was nervous. Very nervous. I could feel the sweat on my hands distort the smooth, white chalk they gave me as I got ready to ascend the ladder. I started to shake as I looked down and saw everyone watching. This was the first time I had done any kind of trapeze work and dozens of people staring at me did not help one bit....

Food Tasting by Serena

As he was cutting the fruit through its thick hard shell, I watched. The first time I saw the inside, I was utterly horrified by the sight. It looked like a soaked garlic and what was worse was that it was all squishy and twitchy. Mangosteen, he called it. Who would eat that? Even though the kids around me were giving positive reactions, I was wary. The counselor next to me handed the fruit to...
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