Writings

Again and again I wake up. Alarm buzzing. Phone booming. Mom screaming my name from the kitchen like I'm already late.   My eyes barely open but my mind is already on the verge of collapsing. Notifications flashing, homework I forgot, tests I didn't study enough for. Five more minutes turns into instant panic.   Go home, but it doesn't stop there. Homework waiting. Assignments due at midnight. I lie in bed staring at the ceiling, knowing tomorrow it all starts again. Tulogdy

(Night. Moonlight. Albert tiptoes toward a ground-floor window. He smooths his already immaculate coat. Clears his throat. Jumps at the sound of his own shoe scraping the pavement.) Albert (whispering to himself) Steady now. Steady. Confidence, Albert, Shakespeare’s blood boils inside your veins! (He starts to recite, but realizes that nobody can hear him through the closed window, facepalms.) Idiot. (He taps gently on the glass. Waits. Smiles too early. Clears his throat aga

The boat floated on the mirrorlike water like a feather levitating in the air, leaving no trace but miniature waves on the smooth surface. Friendly branches reached over the blue-green, a cascade of nature. A calm took over her as she got lost in the scarlet orange of the sunset. She took a breath, now sure that her life would be balanced after all. A fortnight ago, she had thought she would not survive another day, scared, scarred by love, not one inch of her body escaping t

Exams are quite stressful, difficult, But also extremely important. Their role is tremendous in our life, Especially for those, who want to go to University.   Before any exam there’s a long, hard, exhausting period of time, Where all knowledge is gathered and every day is about stress.   But I think it’s worth it. At least some of that time. Because when we look at the results, We will realise that it is possible.   Varga Antónia   XII. H

To be loved is to be known, Cause I don’t want flowers if they aren’t my favourite, I want to hold hands cause it’s God's greatest gift I hope to be known, Not suspected. I want to be studied like a stupid little textbook That you found on the way home Take your time study me Cause even if you don’t have the money to make it happen You still got to know me better than anyone else could Iedlicska Nóra IX. H

My family and I woke up really early because the plane was leaving at 8 o’clock. At the airport I ate some snacks and a sandwich. After that we got on the airplane. The flight was about two hours. After we landed, we packed our things and went to our hotel. Our hotel was next to the Red Sea. We ate something in a restaurant and then we swam in the sea. The water was really warm. The next day we took a bus and then we drove to the pyramids. A guide showed us all the pyramids.

No one in the village dared to enter the forest after sunset. Even during the day, most people stayed far from its shadowed edge. They called it, The Cursed Forest, a place where the trees whispered, the time was frozen, and the wind carried voices that no one could explain. For generations, stories had been told about travelers who walked into the forest and were never seen again. Some said the forest was alive. Others believed an ancient spirit guarded it carefully, but no

Below a hill, a hidden meadow slowly rises, Covered by the wide and pale blue skies, An endless roof, a field for white fluffy sheep, A peaceful view you can’t hold or keep.   Small buds now decorate the tall apple trees, Spring asserts her visit, wrapping fields in green leaves. Winter slowly fades, she has many other places to be, An old tendent returns, telling tales of what she’s seen.   In midst of this a lovely girl appears, Long flowing hair adorned with pearls, Her go

If you think about it, winter is rather unpopular Everyone prefers the hot, hassle-free summer, no one's fascinated by its capturing demeanour.   Pitying themselves, they blame and curse, as if only he's at fault, Not seeing the issue within them, they claim, He's just an assault! When finally he comes to an end, they all thank the skyvault.   Then slowly comes the gentle spring with flowers in the field, The cold is gone, the sun returned and people smile, relieved and pleas

Hi, I am a black thrush, and my favourite season is the spring. In Romania, spring is the most beautiful season because the trees are budding and I can find more food than in winter. In winter it’s so cold, so I can’t sing, that is why I am happy in spring. I sing every morning and I search for my pair. In spring we can see many flowers. One day I flew above the forest near Kolozsvár. I stopped at Saint John’s Spring for a drink, because I was thirsty. I saw many people there

It was around four o'clock when my best buddy and I decided on going on our first trail ride of the year. The weather was quite all right, a bit windy with an overcast, but that didn't stop us from planning our trip. We got our gear on and a backpack with spare parts in case of anything. "All right, I guess we ready to go…" said Max as he got on his atv. "Yeah, everything seems fine, did you get the straps for the pulley?" "Yeah, I packed them in the front storage unit." So,

Silence is what remains when noise stops. It doesn’t move or draw attention. It sits between moments without saying anything. Things exist in it, but nothing is expressed.   Silence is what people need, at least some people Silence helps thinking, choosing between the hardest and easiest choices.   The silence which is around us makes our inner silence disappear, it awakens thoughts. Which are loud.   Varga Antónia   XII. H

The train moved away slowly, growing smaller until it disappeared. David stayed on the platform and watched the empty tracks. The air felt cool and still. He felt exposed, unsure without the train beneath him. He panicked. What had he done? He got of the train just because a stranger told him to. All these rushing thoughts came to David, as he became aware of himself and thought up. No, he had made the right decision. For years, he had run away from all of his problems, he sw

He hasn’t seen land for more than a month. He was all alone, out in the sea on his fragile little boat. He felt lonely but he didn’t lose hope. It all started as a normal day of work, when a huge storm caught his fishing boat and flew him away from the coast. He had only got food for a few days. Now, he had already eaten all his resources and had drunk all his water. He knew that without water, he would die, so to make drinking water from the salty seawater he used a known te

I can still remember myself buying you the most beautiful rose I could find, After which, I was so shy but at the same time excited that all of the feelings were going through my mind. When I saw you approaching me, you were stunning, it made me extremely blind. As we hugged each other, I somehow stuttered out my feelings, still you were very kind…   I still get goosebumps when I think back to the moment of exhilaration I had when you agreed to be my girlfriend, To be honest,

There once was a little finch that lived with his siblings up upon a big tree. Despite being the oldest, he couldn’t fly just yet, so he spent his days waiting to be fed by his parents. When he grew bored of waiting, he observed the world, fascinated. He admired the sky and the leaves covering it. He spent hours looking at the ground, where lush bushes hid the soil, but he most enjoyed watching his parents hunt. There was nothing more amusing to him than trying to trace his

One day we read the love tale of two turtles. This made me think about what love means to me. I think love is shown by feelings, not by objects or the presents. With objects or presents, we can show kindness and attention. Feelings are more important than objects or presents. Experiences are more important than the objects we get as presents. I feel it when my mom loves me, because she embraces me. I feel it when my dad loves me because he keeps his promises. When my sister

A storm is raging, the heart, racing, Chaos bears uncertainty above all, Lines engraved in the black of terror.   Alas, what should one be embracing, If not happiness, before the fall, True childhood, innocent mirror,   Faithful eyes, always worth the saving. One is a kid again after all, Angel of lilies, brave restorer. Fülöp Csenge-Anna XII. H

We walk the road together Through any kind of weather Small things are the best Better than the rest. The world is moving fast But our friendship will last I like the time we spend You are my best friend.   When clouds are in the sky You are always nearby We play and work all day In a very happy way. The road is never long When our team is very strong It is a fun day to end With my very best friend.   Bajnóczi Őrs

Yosa Buson: “The light of a candle is transferred to another candle -spring twilight” It is my strong conviction that at first one ought to seek the comprehension of this profound haiku, since its verses possess something truly meaningful and pithy. The entirety of the structure is  two mere lines, nonetheless, one might have trouble establishing the range of eclectic meanings that one candle’s light transferring to another one could possess. The poet suggests a sense of cont