[su_dropcap style="simple" size="5"]T[/su_dropcap]he distance from my brain to my mouth is shorter than the distance from my brain to my fingertips. I think that’s why I’m better at conveying messages...

If someone had told me four years ago how my senior year would end, this is the last thing I would have expected them to say. If they would have told me that March 12 was my last day of high school, I...

By the time I walk across the stage to accept my diploma, I will have spent 4,647 days within North Platte schools. Twelve years, eight months, twenty-three days. In kindergarten, my class all pitched...

From August 13, 2015 to May 13, 2018, it's been 1004 days since I started high school. From running around all of Cody Park and feeling like I was going to throw up on the first day of tennis practice...

Unfortunately, I only have three days left as a high schooler. Yeah, I know I said it, unfortunately. Never in all my 18 years would I have guessed I would be saying this, but I’m going to miss North...

If we’re being honest, high school was not my favorite. People always say that we’re going to miss this, but I really don’t think that I will, with a few exceptions. I can’t totally discredit the...

I’m gonna start off strong and honest: The last four years have been the worst years of my life. I am very confident that it can only get better from here. Journalism has been a small light amongst depression-induced...

They say after 10,000 hours of doing something, you become a master of it. I’ve definitely mastered school long ago. After 12 years of doing something everyday, the prospect of it suddenly ceasing is...

Senior year was, by far, my worst year of high school. I could explain why; I could explain how I was in a constant state of stress, I could explain how I felt no one understood what I was going through,...