AP WRITING

It feels like a storm is brewing. The dark clouds are rolling in. Roaring across the sky like a freight train, squeezing the last of the...

You’re gone, well almost, and that’s a good thing right? I should be relieved and free and happy, but I’m not. I should be excited for...

“No I don’t want to!” the protests could be heard from our front lawn. “What now?” I sighed under my breath, dropping my head as I...