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do you know how you feel when you have a panic attack?
Your minds racing through a million things
and your breathing maintains its rapid speed
your feet tingling and your hands curl up
you try to walk but alls you do is faint
well thats what i want
i want an exscuse to go away for just a moment
pretend all this isnt happening
i dont know how to deal
so bare with me if my ignorance injures you
for all i want is to float away from all i knew

I went back to school today
To drop off my English homework
The halls were waxed
And everything smelled like paint
Chairs and desks and computers
Were stacked in front of lockers
Walking past the offices
Social Studies
Language
English
Science
Math
Which should've been familiar
But they were all so empty
It was like walking around town
On Christmas with my best friend
Everything was the same as always
But just empty
No music blasting in the English wing
No absurd laughing from the Language office
No Social Studies teachers yelling down the hall
No Science teachers wheeling things around
No Math teachers eating cake
The English ladies aren't clique-ing down the halls
As they gossip to each other
The Math and Social Studies coaches
Aren't bickering with each other
The Language teachers aren't
Bidding everyone they meet "Good morning"
It's just an lifeless pit of despair
And I realize
I don't miss the students
I miss the teachers

By Celeste LeBlanc
Lake Region High School, Grade 12

There was this little girl who was about eight years old and lived in a farm house on top of a huge hill. She had three older siblings, two brothers and a sister. It was a winter day with the sunlight reflecting off the snow, blinding her. Bundled up with sweaters, jackets, thick wool socks, sweat-pants, snow-pants, hats, mittens, and scarves, she wanted to go sledding, but someone had to go with her. The two brothers came out of the house, running toward her and she panicked. She tried to move but her short legs in the high snow wouldn’t let her. The impact of the boys put her face down in the cold, white cloud. After she got herself in the upright position, they asked her if she wanted to go sledding. Of course, she said. That is what she wanted to do.

By Brittany Gates
Lebanon High School, Grade 12

The storm came from the North,
The snow clenched at my feet until I couldn't feel my toes.
I longed to be home by the fires warmth and I'll never forgive Jack
Frost for nipping at my nose.

By Meghan Dempsey
Rice Memorial High School, Grade 9

She walks along the darkened path,
Shiv’ring through thin fibers.
Her breathing hastens to heavy gasps
That show the foggy warmth
Evaporating between each breath.

She reaches for the swelling midriff,
And looks up at the man before her,
Desperation and need pleading in dark eyes.

By Kim Horne
Lebanon High School, Grade 12

I’ve never been able to make up my mind about winter. I know that it isn’t my favorite season, but I can’t say that I completely hate it either. I love goofing off with my friends with a snowball fight, sledding down a hill made slippery from the snow, making snow angles, and especially coming inside to relax and sip hot cocoa while the feeling to your fingers comes back through the hot cup they’re grasped around.

By Meta Bergwall
Lebanon High School, Grade 12

My very first car was a Volvo station wagon. It had been my great-grandmother’s and was 20 years old. Now just hearing that it was my great-grandmother’s car was enough to make people laugh; however, it did not stop here. The speedometer was broken, the radio didn’t work and although it was an automatic it would often stall. Every day was a new adventure with that car; I seemed to always find a new problem when I went somewhere, which would just add to the list that my friends and I laughed about whenever I drove.

By Ryan White
Colchester High School, Grade 10

In the wintery days
we slip and slide
playing in our childish ways
we glow with pride
as we go through a phase
in these wintery days
slipping and sliding
jumping and gliding
waiting for santa claus
now its time for bed
so we can get ahead

By Emily Shaw
Champlain Valley Union High School, Grade 10

The most amazing feeling is waking up after a warm and cozy night;
Opening my eyes to find myself staring through a window and seeing totally white;
No trees, no branches, no ground, no plants, and just barely the outlines of buildings and cars;
SNOW!
Snow, snow, snow everywhere
Falling, falling, and still falling more
Capturing the sunlight as it falls gracefully down

By Hannah-Mollie West
Rochester High School, Grade 9

The leaves are falling
Like snow flakes
They cover the ground
But as a breeze comes up
They fly in to the air
Then lazily float back down
I look through my kitchen window
Eager for
That first hint of snow

I wait for the colors of fall
To fade away to white
The cool air grabs me
I walk out of the door