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The Student News Site of Gateway Regional High School

The Chomp

The Student News Site of Gateway Regional High School

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An eerie presence radiates from this shrub. Best not to think about it too hard...

Rattle

Ace Smith, Creative Writer October 20, 2024

☾ ... A shake in the bush, soft, quiet, Dared only crickets and night winds to make noise. A mouse in a trap, shaken, shook. Soft, soft… loud… Pounding the ground, leaf, branch,...

Original creation by Ace Smith

Change, Grow, Adapt: We Humans

Ace Smith, Staff Writer May 19, 2024

Last week humans scrapped in forests, Each berry and carcass was ours– We hunted, we gathered, We made huts of sticks, Decorated with vines and flowers. Just days ago we made villages, Fresh...

Cherry Bloom

Cherry Bloom

Ace Smith, Writer April 13, 2024

Over the lake is a large growing tree that stands over me like a symbol of change.   I remember this lake, when it was a pond, sky and water a bond, glistens all that filled.   I checked...

Amor Vincit

Amor Vincit

Ace Smith, Writer February 11, 2024

We were two strangers intertwined by fate connected with a small pink string on each of our pinkie fingers.   We knew someday we would find each other, whether by search, or luck,...

Who is ready for 2024? It's going ot be great!

A Canvas of a Year

Ace Smith, Writer January 7, 2024

Tiny sparks of glitter turn to excitement, preparing for the drop,   The channel’s on to watch the ball and no matter what, it won't stop   Time waits for no one, whether you like...

A delightful winter scene involving a snowman and a flying sleigh

In The Night

Ace Smith, Staff Writer December 10, 2023

Hills roll on, and on, as pure as a blank canvas, covered in white paint   Nightly noises heard when snowmen and reindeer danced up on the brick roof   You would be in bed, crystals...

Image by storyset on Freepik

Pink Palm Trees

Ace Smith, Staff Writer November 5, 2023

Rose-colored leaves  sway in the breeze, Many, many palms,  all eyes they please. The ocean so blue,  who ever knew the sand beneath your feet  could feel so true? Yet not all...

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