MHS Creative Writing

The Beauties of Pheasant Branch My friends and I are walking through the beautiful Pheasant Branch. I can feel the wind flow through my long, curly hair. As I keep walking, I gaze around...

Devastation Looking up, all I saw was destruction. Who knew that nature could destroy itself. Something so beautiful, is now a wreck. So much devastation in a matter of hours. Water, so much water....

Once Unharmed At first glance, this photo appears to capture the former resting spot of a meteor in the heart of southern Wisconsin. Tree branches can be seen collapse inwards, as they rest on...

Flooding took down so much it’s hard to believe. Trees who have stood for centuries now lay on the ground waiting to decay. Roads are washed away and places that were once a nice...

One August Evening   In the middle of our town, sits a forest of green and brown. Where birds sit idly by and overhead looms the clear blue sky. But one August evening left...

My Memories I remember the first photo club meeting. We all introduced ourselves, grabbed our cameras and headed outside. I had never heard of Pheasant Branch or the Conservancy before, and had no idea...

Light In the Dark   I remember the time my bike was stuck at school. I stayed after for rehearsal and it was past seven, getting dark. With the size of its frame, the...

My Home   Where I went on a quest through the woods, Where I went on an exploration during Biology, Where I went to go take photos, Where I used to go to get...

1) I get tired of the rain, Those dark, grey, dreary days Here it comes again. But were we ready for it? Water soaring above you We thought nothing of it But it wouldn’t...

And still, the leaves are greener than they’ve been before, solemnly thriving....