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Teen Artwork: “Hopes and Dreams – Undertale OST”

Thu, 10/15/2020 - 08:33

“Hopes and Dreams – Undertale OST”

Follow the artist on Instagram @loser_lux

Poem

Thu, 10/15/2020 - 08:18

by Dahlia, Staff Writer

The hug lasted too long.

His hands were still wrapped around me when I moved away, not sure if I was to hold on as well.

He told me he remembered that little girl so many years ago, excited and happy, daring to be herself.

He told me of when he first met me, how the little girl reminded him so much of his daughter.

When he finished speaking he looked up from his hands telling the story to look at my sad, disgraced face.

He looked at me as if he expected to see that little girl he thought he knew, when in reality he didn’t.

So he told me, life had swung too hard.

Life had hit you with a basketball and you just needed to figure out it was an accident

Life was waiting for you realize it too

But I stared at him, looked him in the eyes and wondered just who he saw

I wondered if he saw the burst of anxiety and shaking I would get with the people all around, if he saw the foot tapping or eyes shifting as he looked over at me.

I wondered if he saw just how bruised and broken I was, like glass hitting concrete

I wondered if he saw his own daughter, now fragile and too compassionate.

I wondered if he blamed himself for what had happened to me, as if he had thrown the ball, as he was the one who hurt me, who called me names, and broke me down until I couldn’t put myself back together again

It didn’t matter.

I could see in his eyes the hope was fading, I knew it was too late, to say the words he needed, to guard him from the truth that he was too afraid to hear, it was too late, it was too late.

Now he was broken too.

Teen photography: “My Favorite Flowers”

Thu, 10/08/2020 - 08:32

“My Favorite Flowers”

by Joshua Kebe, Staff Photographer

Follow the photographer on Instagram @joffoes_photography

Till the Very End

Thu, 10/08/2020 - 08:04

by MJ Maheu, Staff Writer

People don’t value things

Till they’ve lost them

They don’t believe things

Till they’ve seen them

They don’t trust others till they trust themselves

They don’t love wholly

Till they’ve made sure they won’t get hurt

But he values everything and everyone before losing anything or anyone

He believes even without proof

He trusts even if he doesn’t trust himself

He loves till it hurts him

So he will keep valuing those around him

He will never stop believing

He will trust even if he’s betrayed

He will love till the very end of his days

Teen artwork: “Challenger Space Shuttle”

Thu, 10/01/2020 - 08:53

“Challenger Space Shuttle”

By Lydia McFarland, staff artist

Mirror, Mirror

Thu, 10/01/2020 - 08:18

by Lizzie Messer, Staff Writer

Mirror, mirror on the wall,

Was I always meant to fall?

Roses white and dying light.

Slivers sweet for giving bite.

She’ll ask why no answers found,

And I’ll rot deep beneath the ground.

My Legacy

Thu, 09/24/2020 - 08:45

By Sophie Lucas, Staff Writer

I am not scared of death 

I know that one day it will claim me and I accept that

But I am scared 

I am scared of being forgotten 

For I don’t want to be a distant memory 

I want to help shape the world

For the world to know and remember my name

Everyone one day will be forgotten, but I still want my name etched into the pages of history

Will my story be told?

Or will I just be another insignificant part in the world

When I die will the world keep turning

Will people continue to feel the warmth of the sun while I am 6 feet under

Or will I change the world

Will I be remembered for all the good I did?

For as long as I can remember I have wanted to help people

I wanted to change peoples lives for the better

For as long as I can remember I have loved history

And all I could long for is to be one of the people who changed history as we know it

Will I be an inspiration?

Or will I fade into the background

I will never know 

All I can do

I can write the beginning of my story, but I can’t choose how my story is told

My life may be insignificant now

But maybe one day that will change

And my story will be told

Teen Artwork: “Black to School”

Thu, 09/24/2020 - 08:00

“Black to School”

Follow the artist on Instagram @jai_the_wizard

Teen Artwork: “Midnight Dreams”

Thu, 09/17/2020 - 08:40

By The Delirious Sapphic, Staff Artist

Follow the artist on Instagram @TheDeliriousSapphic

The Rage I Feel

Thu, 09/17/2020 - 08:31

By JJP, Staff Writer

It’s in my veins 

I can feel it pumping through them like venom 

Getting closer and closer to my heart 

I can feel it killing me slow and painfully 

But the pain doesn’t bother me –

The feeling that I’m losing control does 

And I think just for a moment 

The pain has stopped 

But little did I know 

That feeling was just my soul leaving my body 

And I am no longer alive

The Wolf that Haunts Me

Thu, 09/10/2020 - 08:27

By Amber Hendrickson

My feet slapped against the road as I ran as fast as I could through the cold rain. I could hear it getting closer, its claws scratching the pavement as it chased me…

I tried to push myself to move faster hoping someone would hear my cries. I kept telling myself not to look back, terrified of what I might see, but it was too late – I looked back, still running, only to see a huge wolf chasing me. His black coat was glistening in the rain, his eyes shining a yellow-gold and watching me with hunger. His teeth – oh, his teeth scared me the most as they glimmered with the blood of his last victim. 

I pushed myself faster, but I knew it was no use, for he would soon catch up. I looked back to see him gone. I slowed down, coming to a stop, but I stayed on guard as I breathed heavily. Then I spotted him in the bushes watching me like I was his prey, ready to pounce, his eyes now black as the sky above us. Those eyes – they seemed almost familiar, then he pounced just as I remember…

I sit up from my sleep looking over to see. It is morning, and I’m thankful it was all just a dream.  

But those eyes are the eyes of someone who hates me. I don’t know what I did wrong to cause him to hate me so much, but he picks on me every day. Those eyes are the eyes of my bully and worst nightmare, Devon.

Teen Photography: “Crystal Ball”

Thu, 09/10/2020 - 08:18

“Crystal Ball”

by Joshua Kebe

Follow the photographer on Instagram @joffoes_photography

My Uncompleted Dream

Thu, 09/03/2020 - 08:51

by MJ Maheu, Staff Writer

All I want is…

To be the one you grow old with

To be the one you put your trust in

If you laugh, I want to be the cause of it

If you cry, I want to be the one to hold you

No matter how far, I’ll always be near you

No matter what happens, I’ll never leave your side

If you get angry, I don’t want to be the cause

If you’re sad, I don’t want to be the reason

But if I am the cause, I’ll never stop apologizing

If I am the reason, I’ll do everything to make it up to you

Because you mean the world to me

You’re my everything

So will you complete this dream

With me?

Teen Photography: “Untitled”

Thu, 09/03/2020 - 08:02

“Untitled”

By JJP

Sometimes

Thu, 08/27/2020 - 10:00

By Lizzie Messer, Staff Writer

Sometimes,

I suppose I am happy when I am with my friends.

Throwing my head back and covering my mouth.

As I shake with laughter at a joke someone just made.

But then the days turn to nights,

And my carefree grin turns into a crippling sadness.

Teen Photography: “Untitled”

Thu, 08/27/2020 - 09:56

“Untitled”

Follow the photographer on Instagram @erosumski_

Go!

Thu, 08/20/2020 - 08:40

By Sophie Lucas, Staff Writer


Why don’t you just get up and go

Be who you want to be

Live the life you want to live

Everyone wears glasses where they see what they want you to be

But just take control

Live fast 

Live like you are going to die 

What’s the point of being who they want you to be

You will never know how your life can change 

If you don’t just run for it

A new life may be waiting around the corner

But you will never know

Fear chains us to the ground keeping us from going forward 

People will tell you to leave fear behind you

But fear is something that makes us human

Use those chains 

Tear them from the ground 

Use them to swing you forward

Sorry if the way I am scares you

But I am never slowing down

I have nothing to lose

So what’s the point of  slowing down now

If words fall short to you then just scream

What’s the point of shutting up when you have something to say 


Just get up and go!

Teen Artwork: “Self-Indulgent Edelgard”

Thu, 08/20/2020 - 08:05

“Self-Indulgent Edelgard”

Follow the artist on Instagram @ghostietrickster

(*Note: artist’s alternate title was “oh my god I spent over 6 hours on this trash”)

Teen Artwork: “Thoughts Alone”

Thu, 08/06/2020 - 08:40

“Thoughts Alone”

By Alexandra Chichester, Staff Artist

A Girl

Thu, 08/06/2020 - 08:32

By Lizzie Messer, Staff Writer

 

My best friend had a French class with her

When she was new at our school.

He always told me how funny she was

And how she read books under the table.

“Qu’estece-que tu fais monsieur?”

“Je lis.”

They liked the same books 

And she had the most prettiest eyes Zach had ever seen.

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