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MEETS: A middle school literary magazine

A collection of writings, completed during remote schooling, by fifth through eighth grade students at North Haven Community School. **Content note: Some stories contain gore and horror themes**

A collection of writings, completed during remote schooling, by fifth through eighth grade students at North Haven Community School. **Content note: Some stories contain gore and horror themes**

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The Show Must Go On

by Jared

Have you ever tasted bitterness? I have and I am right at this moment. I hate

it. They yelled at me to “Get off the stage,”. So they shuffled me off the stage

and another girl came out. I stayed to watch her. She had such full hair and a

pretty face. Her singing was even better than her looks. I decided to leave. I

exited the room and came to turn to Chrissie, my best friend. She helps me

get parts in plays and movies. We know each other well and she can read me

like a book. She ran over and hugged me. Then she said, “Don’t worry, I’ll find

you another part,” just like the last 4 times. I wanted to say something, but I

couldn’t find the words. It was raining, just started. A light breeze flew around.

I walked with Chrissie down to our apartment. She was on her phone looking

for new parts for me. The rain was trickling down the sides of our umbrella.

Before I knew it we were home. The dusty, old and creaky, so very creaky

apartment building. “May I help you?” Said the woman at the front desk. She

had bags under her eyes. I’m exhausted as well. I ignore her and go up the

stairs. Chrissie follows. We go up the creaky wooden staircase. I began to

stumble. Then we enter room 14, our room.

Then I woke up. I was on the couch with a blanket around me and breakfast

next to me. I could hear Chrissie humming as she brushed her curly, brown

hair. I had a massive headache, my head was throbbing. I got up, ate my

breakfast of eggs with gooey cheese, and some toast with a sweet strawberry

jam. I need to go change out of these clothes. I remember yesterday, and why

I wore this. I practically run to my closet and change into some jeans and a t-

shirt. I threw what I wearing in my tiny trash can. I’m sure I’ll get them later. I

go say hi to Chrissie. “Hey, Chrissie,”. “Finally you’re up Sam!” she exclaims. “I

found another part! It’s for a horror film and you’re going to be one of the

main characters!” I fill will glee and begin to smile. I begin to do my morning

routine and head to the studio. No time for a coat! Chrissie runs after me and

grabs my wrist. Without saying a word she hands me my shoes and coat. After

that, I walk instead. Then we enter the studio and I rush toward the door. I

open it and gasp. The set is huge and everything is so realistic. I see my coactor,

Jack. I began to think that Jack is in this film too! A few others are there

as well. I say an awkward hello to everyone and go on stage. I act my heart

out. In the end, I got the part.

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