I wish someone had told my seventh-grade self that rejection is OK. Obviously no one wants to be told “no,”…
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I’ve never been one to address my mental health head on. It was something I always brushed under the rug,…
The road to becoming a professional journalist is only getting more difficult, and my first semester at Lehigh gave me…
Picture yourself overlooking a scene in which a runaway trolley is on course to hit five unsuspecting people. You’re too…
Although I am pretty quiet and find it hard to share my opinion in a large group of people, I…
I remember a time when I couldn’t understand what my classmates meant when they said they were stressed about school.…
I’ve always been hooked on sports. Growing up in Boston, it’s not hard to say why. Boston teams have won…
Everyone has an infinite amount of stories to share about their lives. Even the simplest ones can carry significant meaning.…
My dad smiled as he gripped my small baby blue backpack just before I bounced out of the car and…
Proliferated. Incandescent. Guise. Lament. Ineffable. I keep a list of striking words in the Notes app on my phone. I haven’t yet found a…