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The Student News Site of Frederick High School

Frederick Lantern

The Student News Site of Frederick High School

Frederick Lantern

Frederick High’s literary magazine

Gnarly Tree “Beast”

Gnarly Tree “Beast”

Deanna Ross, Special Contributor December 15, 2022

15Childhood memories lost in time of space. The gnarly wooden beast fell with a thump. Going anywhere else might cause an erase.   It’s not something you can replace. Wind winded...

Feather

Feather

Rylee Lorimer, Special Contributor December 8, 2022

I thought everything hated me. The universe was against me. I used to think God didn’t care. I used to think He wasn’t there.   I was followed by rejection. Was despised for...

Dreams of You

Dreams of You

Jim Prado, Special Contributor December 1, 2022

In my nightmare, I see my grandma standing there. I’m always in utter confusion because she never speaks, moves, or even blinks.  When I was younger, she was the most talkative and beautiful woman...

Hope

Hope

Olivia Nunez, Special Contributor November 24, 2022

As I continued to walk, tears started rolling down my face. The ground was black, burnt up, and crisp crunched like a fallen leaf in Fall.  This was once a lush meadow covered in a thin blanket of gorgeous...

How Can Hair Mean So Much and So Little?

How Can Hair Mean So Much and So Little?

Ryley Anderson, Staff Writer November 17, 2022

Hair meant everything to me when my aunt had lost all hers to chemo two years ago. She had beautiful, long, thick, black hair.  I remember the week we flew back up to North Dakota sitting on the gray...

Rotten Love

Rotten Love

Vee Forshay, Special Contributor November 9, 2022

My husband has been acting strange lately.  He’s been staying out way longer than he should; he comes home smelling like fresh cologne, and he refuses to kiss me, or give me any affection for that...

The First Break

Nick Harding, Special Contributor November 3, 2022

I watched as they rolled the cast over my forearm for the last time. I tried to lift my arms up, but the casts were heavy and awkward. I...

Made You Look

Made You Look

Gray Carney, Special Contributor October 27, 2022

I was always too tall for my bed which meant my feet normally hung off the edge of ever since I was young. The bed would fit me for a few months, but I’d inevitably grow out of it. As I grew and got...

The Sweet Taste of Dirt

The Sweet Taste of Dirt

Bella Neiberger, Student Contributor October 20, 2022

The sides of my cheeks pulled my lips into a tight smile as I stood in a circle around the grooming area. It was the first day of horse camp. The sun shone through the big doors just down the hall, filling...

There was something moving. Another spider.

Teresa went to the bathroom to fetch some toilet paper and crushed the second spider. She then wondered if there were more lurking around. Teresa wasn’t fond of dealing with the spiders, but it gave her something to do.

Where They Reside

Joelle Richard, Magazine Editor March 17, 2022
There was something moving. Another spider. Teresa went to the bathroom to fetch some toilet paper and crushed the second spider. She then wondered if there were more lurking around. Teresa wasn’t fond of dealing with the spiders, but it gave her something to do.
“People think you need to have nice things and a fancy job to be happy in life. Well, guess what? They’re wrong. I live my life doing what I want and seeing things that not everyone else gets to see, and I do it by doing what I love. That’s freedom.”

Road to Success

Sophie South-Miner, Special Contributor March 9, 2022

Zach watched the clock tick with a hand on his face and an elbow on his desk as he waited for the bell to ring. It was a conundrum, he was absolutely bored in his classes, but he hoped they would stretch...

We shuffled into a little room, where others already sat. A girl maybe 15, my brother’s age. A boy my age, eyes suspicious. A weary mother cradling a baby. All of us were uneasy, and the tension was as thick and heavy. Like the mud around us.

Stuck in Afghanistan

Malia Jeffers, Special Contributor March 3, 2022
We shuffled into a little room, where others already sat. A girl maybe 15, my brother’s age. A boy my age, eyes suspicious. A weary mother cradling a baby. All of us were uneasy, and the tension was as thick and heavy. Like the mud around us.
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