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A collection of reports, essays, and presentations I've worked on throughout the years. Some recent, and some from when I first made this website back in middle school! Enjoy :)
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A short story about the binary and ternary numerical systems and their organization. While fictional, the numerical systems are depicted as accurately as possible while personifying them.
A bio-poem on Mayella Ewell from Harper Lee's To Kill A Mockingbird. Mayella is painted as a villian in the novel, though Lee introduces enough doubt to show it is fully a result of the environment she was raised in.
A story I wrote one night based on the idea that characters were sentient and lived in their own stories. If characters lived through plots, what happens to unfinished stories, or to ideas that are never written?
A fantasy piece written for my school's Literary Magazine. It follows an emotional day for Princess Thea, when she must say goodbye to her brother, Prince Rowan.
Prompt: William was a freelance painter. Tragedy hit, and William lost what remained of his family to an alcohol addiction. With nothing left but ghosts, he returns to the house in the woods where he and his wife began to raise their family, eventually finishing his magnum opus of a painting while he is haunted by visions of the past.
An ode is a lyrical poem, addressed to a particular subject. Here is mine to the middle ages, from about A.D. 476 to 1453
A poem about reading books, and the power of what is otherwise ink and paper (or pixels!).
Companion poem to "Friendship". Inspired by my two closest friends, who moved away in the same year. Going from seeing them nearly every day to only a few times a year, if that, took a lot of getting used to. I had a hard time with the drastic change.
Companion poem to "BFF". Inspired by my two closest friends, who moved away in the same year. Going from seeing them nearly every day to only a few times a year, if that, took a lot of getting used to. I had a hard time with the drastic change.
A narrative including suspense. We were learning about suspense just in time for Halloween, and were assigned to write a piece that was not explicitly scary. Next time I'll focus less on the exposition!
As the title suggest, this is inspired by and dedicated to my mom. I wanted to tell her how much she means to me, and it flowed out of me in a sitting.
A (very) short piece, where I question the meaning of the popular phrase "Think outside of the box."
My dad's Father's Day present back in 2013, probably the first piece of poetry I wrote that didn't start with "Roses are red..." When I was young, I spent most of my time with my dad. We became great friends, and I know he will always have my back.
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