A girl becomes a vampire.

Poetry On Odyssey: Vampire Deserves What?

A girl who lost everything after she becomes a vampire.


I'm a high school student,

A normal girl who wants to fly into the clouds

with extra attention from friends, classmates, teachers, and people in general.

Guess what I got,

Thirst and hunger inside my heart.

Blood pulls me back to its side,

It's been 17 days, 38 minutes, and 23 seconds, I still can't believe that I become a vampire.

This compulsion kills me.

The madness inside my head is going to burst out in any minute.

I don't know when it's going to explode like a volcano.

When I am hungry,

I have to feed myself with blood.

But there is no regret about the fact that it is going inside me like a virus.

I can't go outside in the daytime, I can't feel the sun on my skin.

I am being offered only night and darkness for me.

It makes my dizziness even stronger.

When I am with my family, friends, or loved ones I can't digest the fact that I'm not one of them.

This fact makes me feel like I am getting choked by a random person in a very, very dark room.

This makes me die all the time when I think about it.

It's hard to trust yourself that you won't hurt or kill or give pain to your loved ones.

Being alone, hiding is really miserable.

It is hard to believe that there is no one there to have a conversation with you.

It always makes you hidden in woods to show off.

Why, why vampires deserve this?

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The Coach That Killed My Passion

An open letter to the coach that made me hate a sport I once loved.

I fell in love with the game in second grade.

I lived for every practice and every game. I lived for the countless hours in the gym or my driveway perfecting every shot, every pass, and every move I could think of. Every night after dinner, I would go shoot and would not allow myself to go inside until I hit a hundred shots. I had a desire to play, to get better and to be the best basketball player I could possibly be.

I had many coaches between church leagues, rec leagues, personal coaches, basketball camps, middle school, and high school. Most of the coaches I had the opportunity to play for had a passion for the game like I did. They inspired me to never stop working. They would tell me I had a natural ability. I took pride in knowing that I worked hard and I took pride in the compliments that I got from my coaches and other parents. I always looked forward to the drills and, believe it or not, I even looked forward to the running. These coaches had a desire to teach, and I had a desire to learn through every good and bad thing that happened during many seasons. Thank you to the coaches that coached and supported me through the years.

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Along with the good coaches, are a few bad coaches. These are the coaches that focused on favorites instead of the good of the entire team. I had coaches that no matter how hard I worked, it would never be good enough for them. I had coaches that would take insults too far on the court and in the classroom.

I had coaches that killed my passion and love for the game of basketball.

When a passion dies, it is quite possibly the most heartbreaking thing ever. A desire you once had to play every second of the day is gone, it turns into dreading every practice and game. It turns into leaving every game with earphones in so other parents don't talk to you about it. It meant dreading school the next day due to everyone talking about the previous game. My passion was destroyed when a coach looked at me in the eyes and said, "You could go to any other school and start varsity, but you just can't play for me."

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Looking back now at the amount of tears shed after practices and games, I just want to say to this coach:

Making me feel bad about myself doesn't make me want to play and work hard for you, whether in the classroom or on the court. Telling me that, "Hard work always pays off," and not keeping that word doesn't make me want to work hard either. I spent every minute of the day focusing on making sure you didn't see the pain that I felt, and all of my energy was put towards that fake smile when I said I was OK with how you treated me. There are not words for the feeling I got when parents of teammates asked why I didn't play more or why I got pulled after one mistake, I simply didn't have an answer. The way you made me feel about myself and my ability to play ball made me hate myself, not only did you make me doubt my ability to play, but you also turned my teammates against me to where they didn't trust my abilities. I would not wish the pain you caused me on my greatest enemy. I pray that one day, eventually, when all of your players quit coming back that you realize that it isn't all about winning records. It's about the players.

You can have winning records without a good coach if you have a good team, but you won't have a team if you can't treat players with the respect they deserve.

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Cover Image Credit: Equality Charter School

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​Life Is Sometimes More Sour Than Sweet

There's nothing you can do sometimes...


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