The Seven Worst Movies in Cinema History

By Peter Odeyemi, Junior Reporter

Some films stay with you for a lifetime, with touches of nostalgia from the good production and the lessons we learnt from them; others drop so hard they stick in your memory for all the wrong reasons and make you wonder why you wasted 75 minutes of your life on a flop piece of work. Come with me to analyze the worst movies I've watched. (P.S.: The last paragraph is critical!)

  1. Midsommar: I watched this movie recently because of the hype it's gotten all over TikTok in the past year, and it was absolutely HORRIBLE and totally undeserving of its high level of critical acclaim. It started off strong with a good insight into the main character, Dani, but later it was just a bunch of gruesome scenes and totally random clip-ins that made absolutely no sense at all. I was trying so hard to piece it all together. There was very little explanation of the cult's history and traditions, and also very poor dialogue between the characters. There's also very little ambiguity in people's intentions or motivations, meaning that the entire course of events within the story feels cut and dry from the start. It felt like there were missing scenes, which is the only way I could try to explain the plot holes. For a “horror” movie, this was a huge disappointment in general. A NO from me and a horrible and disappointing watch.

  1. Winnie the Pooh: Blood and Honey: The first mistake was making a kids' movie a horror parody years after its original release; totally uncalled for. Nothing is good. The acting, the writing, the plot, the complete and utter lack of even so much as an ATTEMPT at character development, was a complete mess. Everyone involved should just quit the movie industry. I'm not even gonna talk about the terrible acting, the bad editing and the lazy, boring plot.

  1. Time Cut: Don’t get me started on this one. The most predictable ending ever, underdeveloped characters, and the frail dialogue just cut it out for me. Going back in time, you'd hope for a nostalgic feel to the setting or some subtle references to the time you’re back to - not in this movie, which just made it a discouraging watch. It was more or less like a teenage drama spinoff of  “Timeline”. The only 4 deaths in the entire movie are almost off screen deaths, the "chase" scenes are neither tense nor thrilling, the "big reveal" of the killer isn't surprising and it makes no sense at all, the killer's motives for becoming a killer is genuinely one of the stupidest I've ever heard, and the ending left me wishing I could also go back in time to “unwatch” it.

  1. The Dark Tower: This movie had a lot of potential, good casting, and a fairly good idea, but a very poor execution. It felt like filming started before the script and ending were done. For a book-to-movie adaptation, I expected more from the movie. Idris Elba as Roland and Matthew McConaughey as the Man in Black were wonderful casting choices, but even the combined star power couldn’t overcome a script that felt like it had commitment issues. And not to mention the bad lighting throughout the movie and the build-up to almost nothing.

  1. Tomorrowland: Despite the hype surrounding this movie, it really fell short of my expectations. They had a fairly good casting, beautiful sets and a good fantasy/sci-fi setup, but the story felt so detached, it lacked the moral educational value of the old Disney stories. The storyline also felt patched-up, almost like they were trying to squeeze in a lot of plotlines into one story, and in return, you get a mess. About an hour into watching the movie, nothing had really happened, and the story plot was still unclear. As a meticulous sci-fi watcher who focuses on storyline, script writing, and cinematography, this was a huge miss by the producers.

  1. Everything Everywhere All at Once: Worst movie I've seen, after Midsommar. It was overwhelming, too much going on at once. It took me three days to finish up this movie because I kept on sleeping off each time I opened up my iPad to watch it. The acting by the main cast was so horrible. It was not even visually appealing, with countless and tiresome cuts all over the place, which just made it increasingly depressing. It's too far-fetched even from an artistic point of view. It was basically a product of the director’s random thoughts, badly edited, with way overstretched scenes and ideas which repeat throughout the film over and over at random intervals.

  1. Spaceman: I'm sorry, I just had to add this one onto the list cause ABSOLUTELY NOT!!!! The film did a good job expressing the emotions and inner thoughts of loneliness and despair of our main character, but how do you flop a good movie one hour in? Let's go ahead and ask the producers of this movie. Really just a bunch of slow motion, slow dialogue, monotone deliveries. The English-speaking Alien spider, too?? Wasn’t there any other possible design to give it? At some point, I was really hoping he was hallucinating the entire thing, because what other explanation could possibly explain the mess that was on my screen?

The list goes on and on. I’m writing this in hopes that the directors of these movies read it and have a rethink on their “creative” skills for future movies they have in the works, so they don’t make the same mistakes. Perhaps take some lessons from Guillermo del Toro’s Frankenstein. Love and Light.

15 Inspirational Quotes for a New Year

Compiled by Sierra Hemingway, Junior Reporter

  1. "The best way to predict your future is to create it." Abraham Lincoln

  2. "The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams." Eleanor Roosevelt

  3.  "Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life." Steve Jobs 

  4.  "The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step."  Lao Tzu

  5.  "If opportunity doesn't knock, build a door." Milton Berle

  6.  "It always seems impossible until it's done." Nelson Mandela 

  7.  "You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think." A. A. Milne

  8.  "Believe you can and you're halfway there." Theodore Roosevelt

  9.  "The beautiful thing about learning is nobody can take it away from you." B. B. King

  10.  “Success is not final; failure is not fatal: It is the courage to continue that counts.” Winston Churchill

  11. “There are three ways to ultimate success: The first way is to be kind. The second way is to be kind. The third way is to be kind.” Mister Rogers 

  12.  “Don’t let yesterday take up too much of today.” Will Rogers

  13. “You could travel with the sheep, follow everybody else’s stuff, but then you’re not you. I guess if I want to say anything it’s ‘Be you.’ Be true to you, and that should make the ride a little more interesting.” Whoopi Goldberg

  14. “Success is not the absence of failure; it’s the persistence through failure.” Aisha Tyler

  15.  "You are totally unique. Just like everyone else.” Margaret Mead

To Say How I Love You - A Poem by Sierra Hemingway

Oh, if I could say how I love you

to everyone I meet. To try to

express that you are the one I love,

but here, you are all but visible, no one is above

you and I

your laugh, smile and voice, only exist within me here.

How can anyone believe that I am your dear,

that I am who call sweetheart and you are

whom I call my love, as my heart is open and bare

to you, only

I’m no Juliet, and yet, you are my Romeo

Though no one may ever know,

How sweet you are to love me so far apart,

But you do, and even though it’s not easy,

You love me every day, like it’s a new start

Unawakened Dream - A Poem by Sierra Hemingway

Do you ever feel like the world you once knew 

Has slipped out of your grasp?

Like all the memories you made

Were just a dream

Do you ever feel like you’re in someone else’s story?

Like you’re watching a movie

But you’re in the movie

There's nothing you can do but watch

It’s not forgotten,

The past is still there, I know it happened

But there’s a feeling

Like it was all a dream

Will I ever wake up

Will the past ever feel real

Will I ever really move on

Or will I always be stuck

With only feelings and dreams

Review of The Beggar Student by Osamu Dazai

By Noah Monk, Junior Reporter


Osamu Dazai’s The Beggar Student is a short novella that highlights the often harsh inner monologues and emotions we feel in our everyday lives.


The story focuses on the perspective and experiences of a writer in his mid-thirties that lives on the brink of poverty, supporting himself through publishing stories in magazines. He soon finds himself in a confrontation with a young student whose arrogance challenges him and continually highlights the protagonist’s insecurities and flaws. In addition, the story reveals the protagonist's attempts to appear as a wiser, more dignified person to the youths, but ultimate failure to do so because of his insecurities.


Dazai’s protagonist remains nameless for a majority of the book, allowing the reader to blend in with the inner dialogues of the protagonist. In these dialogues, we see the protagonist picking apart everything about his writing and his character like a murder of crows and attempting to hide his weaknesses from the young student he rescues from drowning. Dazai effectively captures the inner dialogues reflecting the personal overcritical thoughts we have within ourselves, but also the outward attempts to hide our embarrassing flaws with almost prideful or dignified actions - something that is seldom portrayed with accuracy in literature.


My favourite aspect of this novella is that the author captures the overcritical inner monologue that many people like myself feel but try to keep hidden. Dazai’s The Beggar Student embodies the “you are your own worst enemy” thoughts so well that it does not feel softened for the sake of a good story. In other words, Dazai executes an excellent portrayal of the embarrassment and self-consciousness that often arises when we are unsettled as the student is in his interactions with the protagonist throughout the novella.


At times, however, there were fourth wall breaks in the story where the author would deliberately speak to the reader, which I felt interrupted the flow of the story and felt out of place. This was to the point where it left me wondering why they needed to be in the story at all. These meta-dialogue injections into the book may stylistically represent Dazai’s writing, but I think that given the blending introspective dialogues, these fourth wall breaks unnecessarily disrupt the flow of the novella.


I would recommend this novella to readers who enjoy psychological and introspective fiction that reveals the subtle flaws in people's characters that they often suppress whenever they become aware of them. The rating I would give this book is a four out of six, as I do not consider this book great like a world-changing work you find with Brave New World or Nineteen Eighty-Four. Additionally, I feel that even if you are looking for a good book and not a great book, The Beggar Student will not satisfy the good book requirement. I would say this book is a casual read, something you read to pass the time or when you want to read for relaxation, not something to seek out for an amazing story.

3 SECOND SEMESTER CLICHES

By Sierra Hemingway, Junior Reporter

  1. “New year, new me” 

When you’re done reflecting on the past year and you start feeling like you need a change in your life after the clock turns midnight on New Years Eve, this is a thought, a statement that goes through millions of people's minds. It often can bring on a new hair cut or colour, maybe a new wardrobe, or even a new attitude for the coming year.

  1. “The real work begins now”

Ahhhh, the first semester is over and it was easy peasy… right? Hehe, wrong! (At least for me). The new year brings on a new semester for university students, which can be nerve racking and scary. But we all know that our school work really matters, and even though it mattered last semester it feels much more important to do well before moving on to the next year.

  1. “The tassel is worth the hassle”

Graduation, the certificate we gain, even though it is just a piece of paper, means we have accomplished something big in our lives. Graduation is worth all the hard work, long days and missed parties. Or is it?

The Ultimate Christmas Gift Guide

By Gabrielle Uwa, Junior Reporter

This Christmas does not have to repeat last year, when you were unsure what to ask for and ended up giving and receiving gifts that missed the mark, or nothing at all. To make the 2025 festive season smoother and more enjoyable, here is a curated list of thoughtful ideas, designed to guide you toward practical, timeless, and trending options. Use this list to simplify your planning, avoid stress, and choose gifts that feel intentional, useful, and genuinely appreciated.

Clothing & Accessories

  • Uggs (Tasmans, Classic Ultra Mini, Lowmel Boot)

  • Coach Handbag – Nolita 19, Teri, Brooklyn Bag, Gallery Tote (great for school!)

  • Coach Wallet

  • Jacket (Lululemon Define Jacket, Aritzia Super Puff, or The North Face Puffer Jacket)

  • Alo Unisex ¼-Zip Pullover

  • Essentials Hoodie

  • White Fox Sweat Set

  • Skims Tops

  • Duffel Bag (Nike, Adidas, or Puma)

  • Nike Crew Socks

  • Jewellery (any style you like!)

  • Vero Moda Reverse Coat Women’s

Shoes

  • New Balance 530s

  • New Balance 550s

  • Adidas Sambas

Beauty & Perfume

  • Burberry Her Eau de Parfum

  • Carolina Herrera Good Girl Blush Elixir

  • Summer Fridays Lip Balm

  • Rhode Peptide Lip Tint (with matching case)

  • Victoria’s Secret Pyjama Set

  • Victoria’s Secret Bath Robe

  • Hair Extensions

  • J’adore Dior Perfume

  • Dior Sauvage Perfume

  • O.P.I. Press-On Nail Sets

  • Olaplex Hair Value Sets

  • Versace Eros Parfum for Men

Hair Tools

  • Revlon Dryer Brush

  • Babybliss Pro Flat Iron

  • Heatless Curlers

  • Philips Multigroom Razor

Tech

  • Casetify Phone Case

  • Wireless Headphones

  • Airpods Case

  • Beats Studio Pro

  • Apple AirPods (4th Gen)

  • Apple Wired EarPods

  • Apple Watch

  • New iPhone

  • New iPad

  • MacBook

  • Karaoke Machine

  • Amazon Echo Dot

  • JBL Portable Speaker

  • TV for their bedroom

  • AirTags

  • Camera (Canon G7X, Kodak Pixpro FZ55, or Sony ZV1F)

  • Kindle

  • Portable Charger

  • Canon Ivy 2 Mini Photo Printer

Lifestyle & Home

  • Vanity Mirror with Lights (and desk)

  • LED Lights

  • Mini Fridge

  • Wellness Journal

  • Daily Planner

  • Weighted Blanket

  • Bedding Set (Comforter/Duvet)

  • Air Purifier

  • Jellycats

  • Candle Warmer

  • Nespresso Machine

  • Stanley 40oz Quencher

  • Massage Gun

  • Air Fryer

  • At-Home Treadmill or Pilates Board

 And When in Doubt…

  • Gift Cards (always clutch!)

  • Concert Tickets to their fave artists

  • Favourite Candy

  • Basic Tops

How to Pick Out a Christmas Gift

By Sierra Hemingway, Junior Reporter

Have you ever struggled with finding the perfect gift for someone? I have also struggled with this, because I usually prefer giving a gift over money or gift cards. Those can be good ideas and be meaningful for some people, but others may feel as though those gifts indicate a lack of thought or care. So here are some tips and ideas to help you give the best gifts this Christmas for your friends, family and other loved ones.


The first thing you should think about is: who is the receiver of the gift? The “who” matters before anything else because their role in your life (friend, family, girlfriend/boyfriend, etc.) will help you to determine the other things you have to think about such as budget, amount of thought, and also how much they expect from you. For example, your mom knows you very well and may not expect a lot from you, but your girlfriend might like something chosen with care, love, thought, that may be a bit more pricey.


The next thing to consider is budget. Once you consider who you're giving the gift to, you can determine how much you would like to spend on them. Maybe your boyfriend would just like some baking rather than an object. It’s best to budget so that you have a plan in mind. Often having a budget will help you to not spend too much.


Now, with that person in mind, think about what they enjoy, their hobbies. Observing what they love talking about when they’re with you, or what they have complained about, can stir up some ideas. Maybe their phone charger doesn't work and they need a new one. Or maybe they complain about how much they dislike physics - and then you know not to give them a “I love physics” shirt. Anything you can think of about that person will help.


Out of all the things that person enjoys (art, music, science, baking, cooking, learning, esthetics, dance, cars, movies, colours, holidays, sports, etc.) choose one topic and think about what that topic consists of. This might be musical instruments, paper, pens, highlighters, hair products, makeup, paint brushes, or something else. Those are very broad categories, but now think a little deeper. For example, if my boyfriend loves playing guitar, what does he need or want for that hobby? Maybe a music stand, guitar pick, or music sheets? You may have to do some research on the topic, but often through listening to the other person, they will tell you what they want or need. People love talking about themselves (it’s true, I'm not being rude, it’s just a fact!) so ask them about themselves and you might discover what they would like for Christmas.


Now, if you feel like the gift should be more special than a generic music stand but you like the idea of doing something with guitar, for example, there are MANY MANY opportunities to personalize things online or in shops. You could get him a personalized guitar pick with his name, initials, or even a photo. You may have to order something online, so make sure you get it ordered in time to give the gift when you see them for Christmas!


I hope this guide helps you. Good luck this Christmas season on present finding, gift giving, exam taking, and family visits!

Book Review: Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro

By Noah Monk, Junior Reporter

Klara and the Sun is a story that is from the perspective of an android Artificial Friend (AF) named Klara who is observant, curious, and eager to understand the world. Klara is eventually bought to care for and accompany a sick girl named Josie. As readers, we learn alongside Klara what various emotions like grief, sadness, loneliness, and love are like in a difficult, futuristic society, but also from the perspective of someone who has never felt them before.

Kazuo's Klara and the Sun accurately portray a specific kind of loss: the kind that only appears when one feels they are going to lose something long before it vanishes. This sort of loss is a grief that is dependent on the helpless anticipation leading to the eventual loss. Kazuo captures the feelings of helplessness so well, you cannot help but blend with characters in the story, who are powerless to prevent the figurative dark storm clouds rolling over the hills. Even the sadness people feel in this novel is unique; it is a pre-emptive sadness, one where people are sad about something going to happen, rather than the sadness following a loss.

I would give this book a five out of six. Klara and the Sun is an emotionally draining book that evokes the emotions Kazuo intends. Based on this novel, the author is quite deserving of his Nobel Prize in Literature. When I started reading, I had a slight idea of what the story was about and I had already begun to prepare myself for a particular ending that the story suggests; however, Kazuo twisted the story in such a way that readers feel the anticipated emotions in an unexpected and tragic way.

I think the subtle nuance between pre-emptive sadness and the sadness of loss is what the author excels at doing the best in this story. For me, it is hard to say anything negative about this book as it is a good work of fiction; however, if I had to speak one weakness, I find the dialogue, especially Klara's dialogue, is not spectacular and feels synthetic. I also have mixed feelings about the novel not being quotable. A lot of the dialogue is not particularly flashy or memorable, like something you might see in Hamlet or Furies of Calderon, which makes it difficult to remember anything about the book except what certain scenes felt like. I think this is both a strength and weakness of the book.

Overall, I would only recommend this book to those who, in a sense, do not mind destroying themselves a little bit or are looking to understand the feelings leading up to a tragic event, like pre-emptive sadness. Klara and the Sun is a good example of what literature deserving of a Nobel Prize should be: emotionally taxing, with complex characters, and haunting storylines.

Poem: “Progress"

By Amie Moorehead

There has been a decline in the way I create.

It’s lackluster, foreboding

Like self-sabotage.

The air tastes different, feels like ash and tastes like iron.

If I could paint you my dread I would—

Or would you rather a robot do so instead?

But it is not only imagery, it pumps in my blood

The creation. The fear.

And I can spill blood.

There’s been a decline in the way I live.

I’ve defined myself by the ability to succeed.

Not whether I have or whether I haven’t 

But because I could with my own bare hands

I worked to live, 

Not lived to work

I worked to create

And lived to create

And my hands saw use.

Ten years ago, I looked at progress

And never saw a threat.

Every success we viewed revolutionary

Holding our heads up

Admiring the pedestal with tears of pride.

I always thought it special

How we so uniquely cried.

Now we’re ten years in the future,

Progress writes the papers

Progress assigns the grades

And we admire the progress, unable to clap

Because our hands can’t work

They’ve become limp as our minds and 

dead as our hearts.

And while our blood still pumps

The iron is stronger

Like designated chains in the dirt.

Ten years ago, I would’ve cared

Because I was human once.

We defined ourselves by the ability to succeed

But failed to define success.

If I’d known I would’ve cried

And used my hands to wipe my tears

Now I watch 

Without tears

Because emotion never mattered.

Spooky Night In: Movies & Shows

By Dante Lambe, Junior Reporter

October’s already close to its end, which means it’s time to binge some spooky movies and shows before Halloween hits! Finding the right movie or show can be draining and annoying, especially if you have no idea what to look for. So, here’s some recommendations I’ve compiled that are perfect for this time of year.

If you’re looking for lighthearted spooky, you’ll love Beetlejuice, Scooby Doo (live action & animated), Coraline, Corpse Bride, and Over the Garden Wall. But if you really want some frights, check out Talk to Me, The Haunting of Hill House, Smile 2, and Lights Out. And finally, my personal favourites: Red Riding Hood, Death Becomes Her, and Wallace and Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit.

Whether you’re in the mood for bone-chilling horror, eerie suspense, or a little light-hearted fright, this Halloween season offers the perfect excuse to dim the lights, grab your favourite snacks, and let these spooky stories take over your screen. From timeless classics to fresh nightmares, there’s always something for everyone! So, enjoy your spooky night in, and have a happy Halloween!

Poem - No More Lies

By Sierra Hemingway

It’s a tragedy how many people believe lies
Lies they have been told by loved ones, friends, family, strangers, and themselves

I would give a statistic of how many people know what I am talking about
But my guess is that you do
My guess is that every single person, whether they admit it or not,
Knows and understands.

They know the feeling of not being able to be enough
They understand the fear of disappointing those specific people

And they feel the anger that comes with doing your best but not getting the marks, or not getting the job done well, or being told it’s just not enough

Less people will know and understand
The freedom of when you realize, truly realize

You are enough

The marks may come

The work will be done

And the lies people say

Are just that, lies

You are not a failure

You are not stupid

You are not unwanted

All you can do
Is try your best
Make mistakes, and learn from them

Stingy Jack and the Jack-o-Lantern

By Kaelyn Delaurier, Senior Reporter

Have you ever wondered why we carve pumpkins for Halloween night? Well, there is quite the extensive history behind this popular Halloween tradition. It all goes back to Ireland and the legend of Stingy Jack.

Stingy Jack was a drunkard, two-faced blacksmith who was known for deceit and manipulation. He was so selfish with such little empathy in his soul that he caught the attention of the devil.

The devil travelled to earth and intercepted Stingy Jack to take his soul. However, the ever-scheming man pleaded for one more drink before his death. The devil and Stingy Jack traversed to the nearest tavern and drank every ounce of alcohol there. When it came time to pay, Jack did not have the money for the drinks, and suggested the devil pay since he had unlimited magic. Agreeing, the devil turned into a coin. Instead of using this coin to pay, though, Jack trapped the devil in his pocket with a crucifix and only agreed to release him if the devil would let him live for another decade.

The deal was made. When the devil returned to take Jack’s soul ten years later, he asked the devil to pick him an apple from a tree, then trapped the devil in the tree by carving crucifixes into the bark. He only released the devil once he agreed Jack would not go to hell.

While Stingy Jack outsmarted the devil, he could not escape death. When he died, heaven refused him, so Jack went to go to hell. The devil refused him also, citing the deal they’d made earlier. The devil did grant Jack one final wish, giving him an ember from hell to light his way as he roamed earth for eternity. Stingy Jack found a turnip to carve a makeshift lantern for the ember, and since then he has roamed the Irish countryside. When locals saw him, they supposedly said “That’s just Jack o’ the lantern” which eventually turned into “Jack-o-lantern.”

Now, Halloween itself is based on the Celtic festival Samhain on November 1, where it was thought spirits could move freely on earth. When Catholics moved All Saints Day to November 1, Samhain was bumped to October 31, and its traditions – such as lighting a lantern carved out of a turnip to keep spirits, including Stingy Jack, away – moved with it.

The shift to pumpkin carving happened in the 1800s when Irish settlers popularized their tradition of carving turnips in the “New World,” where pumpkins were easy to grow and more visually appealing than turnips. Thus, pumpkins were favoured over turnips for these protective lanterns. They were given the name “Jack-o-lantern” for the Stingy Jack legend, and because many watchmen were called “Jack of the lantern” due to people often referring to men they didn’t know as “Jack” at the time.

Sources:

  • Britannica “Why do we Carve Pumpkins at Halloween?”

  • Historic Mysteries “The Legend of Stingy Jack.”

  • History Hit “Why do we Carve Pumpkins for Halloween?”

Poem - Crushed Petals

Poem By Kylee Botten

Illustration by Sierra Hemingway

Flowers bloom in radiant hues,

from the first pluck,

to the hands that receive them.

A sign of internal connection.

They sit on my table,

in the singular vase I own,

for I need no more than one.

Their beauty fills the space,

and every colour seems carefully chosen.

But–

no two are alike,

just like me and you.

As time goes by,

as it always does so quickly,

the stems weaken,

and petals dry like the summer heat.

If touched they may break,

but if pressed,

they will last a lifetime.

Pinned within pages of chem and biology,

the petals hold their form.

Frozen in time,

like my own life,

held within your touch.

10 “Comfort” Halloween Movies To Watch

By Ethan Cidro, Senior Reporter

Spooky season is just around the corner, and some of us like to spend the night in fright by watching horror movies or telling scary stories with each other. Some movies with a spooky theme are great to watch in comfort, and here are ten movies that are not necessarily the scariest, but fit the theme of the coming eve.

  1. Edward Scissorhands

Edward Scissorhands tells the story of an artificial man built by a scientist. However, before his construction was completed, the scientist passed away, and Edward finds himself ending up in the Suburbs with a family who takes him in, falling in love with the daughter of the family at the same time. The movie is directed by Tim Burton and stars Johnny Depp as Edward and Winona Ryder as his daughter.

2. Corpse Bride

Another movie by Tim Burton starring Johny Depp, The Corpse Bride, is one of my personal favourite movies to watch during Halloween. The story follows a bachelor named Victor getting married in an arranged marriage with a girl named Victoria. Due to his nervousness, Victor rehearses his lines for the wedding in a forest, where he puts a ring on the finger of a Corpse he thought to be a branch. The Corpse Bride awakens and she accepts Victor's proposal, and brings him to the land of the dead for their wedding.

3. Coraline

The movie Coraline is a story by the renowned English writer, Neil Gaiman, adapted by Henry Selick. The story follows a young girl, Coraline Jones, voiced by Dakota Fanning, moving into her new home. Coraline dislikes the current state of her life, and one night, she discovers a door in her room that leads to a parallel world where everyone’s eyes are buttons. Coraline falls in love with this new world due to the prospect it offered her: her ideal life.

4. The Nightmare Before Christmas

The Nightmare Before Christmas is a movie directed once more by Henry Selick, and yet again a story by Tim Burton. The story follows the pumpkin king of Halloweentown, Jack Skellington. Jack Skellington is tired of the same old practice of Halloween itself. He wants to find something new outside of scaring people every year. Through his search, Jack finds himself in Christmastown, the novelty of the holiday revitalizes him, and he attempts to rebrand Halloween into a Christmas festivity. Jack Skellington is voiced by two people: Chris Sarandon for the dialogue and famous composer Danny Elfman for the musical parts.

5. Casper

Directed by Brad Silberling, Casper follows the story of Dr. James Harvey, a parapsychologist who deals with the supernatural, and his daughter Kathleen Harvey. When they move into a mansion, James, played by Bill Pullman, comes into contact with Casper and three other ghosts. Casper befriends Kat and develops feelings for her, and the only obstacle he has is that he is a spirit. The movie is lighthearted fun, wholesome, and is a great comfort movie to watch for Halloween.

6. Monster House

Less wholesome, Monster House, directed by Gil Kenan, features three kids facing off against an old man’s house possessed by a malevolent spirit. The problem is, no adults believe them, so they must take matters into their own hands to stop the house from continuing to harm kids trick-or-treating. The movie, despite being animated and from the 2000s, is a fun horror film with a dark undertone, perfect for light thrill seekers.

7. 9

Probably one of my favourite animated movies in terms of aesthetics, 9 is a film directed by Shane Acker, with Tim Burton serving as one of its producers. The story is set in a post-apocalyptic world devoid of humans, where the only sentient life left are rag dolls that have come to life due to the spirit of their maker being infused into 9 separate dolls. 9, the final doll is the last to gain consciousness, and he traverses the wasteland where he reunites with other dolls as well as faces off against machine monsters.

8. ParaNorman

Directed by Chris Butler and Sam Fell, ParaNorman features the story of a young boy, Norman Babcock, who can see the spirits of the dead. Other than his friend Neil, everyone else thinks that his ability to see the dead is not real, leading him to be misunderstood. When he receives a message from his Great Uncle, he discovers that there is a curse that was cast on the town by a condemned young witch years ago. Now, Norman and his friends must find a way to stop the curse and save the town. The movie itself is a good comfort movie with a spooky vibe, taking themes from the famous Salem witch trials and putting their fictional narrative on it.

9. Sleepy Hollow

Yet another movie by Tim Burton starring his favourite actor, Johnny Depp, Sleepy Hollow features the legendary cryptid, the Headless Horsemen, a creature called a Dullahan in Irish folklore. With the decapitations of three people, Johnny Depp’s character, a constable called Ichabod Crane, is tasked to investigate the case. He’d soon find out that the decapitator is none other than the Headless Horseman, starring Christopher Walken. Like anything Tim Burton, the movie has his trademark of eerie atmosphere present in most of his films. And while not as wholesome as the previous movies I’ve listed, it is still a good movie to watch, and in some cases, a comfort movie for me.

10. Van Helsing

Directed by Stephen Sommers, Van Helsing is based on the legendary monster-slaying character called… Van Helsing. The movie includes cryptids such as werewolves, vampires (including Count Dracula), and Frankenstein. The film, for me, is a great amalgamation of all these cryptids plus Van Helsing duking it out, with entertaining fight sequences, and is definitely a good entertaining comfort movie for Halloween night.

Poem - The Night is Still Young

By Pen Stewart

The night is still young

As I sit, I wonder

Does it ever stop

The chaotic whirlwind of an overthinker’s mind

As the hours pass I look for anything to distract myself

From the clock on my wall

The ticking,

A constant reminder of all the seconds lost

All the days, weeks

Filled with nothing

All the years spent yearning to grow older

When we do all we wish for is our youth

But alas,

Time is merciless as the blade of a killer

So as I sit, I will remind myself

The night is still young,

And I am too

Poem - All It Took

By Empress Ferrera

All it took was a touch of serendipity—
A stellar reunion
And my whole world ignited with fireworks Covering the dark canvas called sky

All it took was one glance— A glance of recognition
And my eyes were entranced Like the moon pulls the tide

All it took was a midnight craving
That led my feet to a nascent dream,
A grassfield blooming with hope and yearning, A laughter that floats through time

All it took was a taste of dairy queen
And I sat spellbound through the glass Entranced by a kaleidoscope of butterflies With hiraeth deep in my bones

All of these it took...
To distort my reflection
Staring back with nameless eyes Wondering if the moon reflects my longing

All of these it took
For my heart to beat in dead silence As I breathe a borrowed name Engraved to my brain

All of these it took
For a pen to bleed unsaid letters
That the wind fails to send
To the phantom of an ephemeral beauty

I lay in bed and even the monsters under my bed Feel bad for the ache I feel in my chest
Heavy with untold words and burning questions That I don’t intend to know or discover

How could someone make another— Feel intensely just by existing

How pathetic it is to swim in my pool of tears For someone who wouldn’t shed a single one

Twisted Love by Ana Huang Review

By Josephine, Senior Reporter

Okay, so… I read Twisted Love this summer because BookTok wouldn’t shut up about it. Everyone was like “Omg Alex is the man of my dreams” and “You HAVE to read this series.” Naturally, my curiosity won. But now that I’ve finished it, I’m honestly just sitting here like… how did I even make it through?

Let’s talk about Alex. He’s tall, rich, emotionally scarred, brilliant at everything he touches, apparently a master in bed, AND somehow still has the time to be ridiculously good-looking 24/7. Like, what? I swear every other page was a new reminder that he’s perfect in literally every way, and it just didn’t feel believable. Instead of swooning, I was rolling my eyes so much I think my eyes got more exercise than the rest of me this summer. It felt less like a real character and more like someone’s fantasy checklist of “ideal man” traits thrown together.

It was… exhausting. I like a good “dream man” in romance books as much as the next person, but Alex was so over the top that it didn’t even feel sexy anymore. It felt fake. He’s a self-made billionaire before most people even graduate college, because apparently he has the highest IQ known to man and business skills that make Jeff Bezos look like an amateur. He’s not just rich, he’s the untouchable, jet-owning, private-island kind of rich. He went to a whole different country to low-key stalk Ava, and somehow has connections with that government. Okay, I guess?

And then there’s that random subplot with his grandfather. I’m sorry, but it came out of nowhere. It didn’t really blend with the main story - it felt like the author was just tossing in extra drama to keep things spicy, but instead it gave me Wattpad vibes. You know when you’re reading something and you’re like, “Okay… this would’ve been juicy when I was 14, but now it’s just unnecessary”? Yeah, that.

The writing itself wasn’t awful, but it wasn’t amazing either. Some lines were so cheesy I actually had to pause and breathe through the second-hand embarrassment. The whole brooding, controlling, alpha-male energy just felt dated, and the “I’m mean to everyone but you” trope was so forced here.

But to be fair, I won’t completely trash it. There were moments I enjoyed. Some of the emotional parts between Alex and Ava were cute in a guilty-pleasure way. And I cannot lie… the spicy scenes? They did what they had to do. Those moments were actually written better than a lot of the romance buildup, and they’re probably the only reason I didn’t DNF.

Overall, though, this book just wasn’t for me. It was too predictable, too exaggerated, and just… too much. I think the hype set me up for disappointment, because I was expecting a gripping romance, but instead I got a Wattpad-esque fantasy where the love interest is more of a caricature than an actual man. So yeah, it’s not a complete disaster, but it’s not something I’d recommend unless you’re looking for pure guilty-pleasure fluff with a lot of eyerolls along the way. I’m giving it 2.8/5 points, mostly for the spice and the few cute moments. Otherwise… meh.

I will definitely be reading Twisted Games next… apparently, it’s much better.

Poem: The Florist

By Kylee Botten

The Florist is a poem that I wrote about discovering relationships that bring out confidence and self-love. I chose to write from the perspective of a wildflower as I felt it was the perfect symbolism of inner beauty which is often lost in the idea of outward appearance. Wildflowers, in my mind, are intriguing as they appear at random, yet create the most beautiful wild arrangements.

The poem tells a story of a wildflower once seen only as something to have, not something to truly want. As the poem unfolds, the wildflower begins to recognize its own worth and detect the right relationship that can foster healthy change.

Although The Florist in my life is someone extremely important to me, I hope that when others read my poem, they can imagine who their Florist might be. Whether that’s a family member, a friend, a religious figure, or a current relationship. My message is this: understand your worth and who you are as a person, so that you are able to recognize the type of relationships that bring out the real you and not cause you to change for anyone but yourself.

The Florist

I am a wildflower,
only noticeable by ones who wandered.

In those days,
of grief, sorrow, and envy,

I grew only for others.

Few wanderers passed,

when I was just a weed.

So young, so new,
I stood tall, and I grew.

The first to catch a glimpse,

saw me still blooming.
He called me pretty,

said my corolla bloomed in bold colour,

one that contrasted my eyes
with unspeakable beauty.

One day,
perched in my lonely glade,
I watched him leave.
He loves me, he loves me not,

he loved me, he loves me not.

My petals drooped,

my stem withered,

but my roots–
my roots held strong.

Wanderers turned to hunters,
and I became a thing of importance.

But to be desired,
and feel wanted,
became a performance.

These hunters were cruel,

they tugged and they pulled,

tried to rip me clean.
But my roots held strong,
as they always had, because–
I am a wildflower.

As time passed,
I thinned.
Torn by every hand
that tried to rip me from my base.

Then I met an explorer.

He was gentle with me at first.

With glue and tape,
he fixed my petals that had fallen.

As days stretched longer,

and sun shined brighter,
my wilt became harder to hide.

He wouldn’t show me to his friends.

Maybe my petals were too battered,

or my stem, not thin enough.

In one breath,
without a reason, without a goodbye,

irate footsteps approached from behind.

He yanked me from the ground,

sudden,
and violent.
I stopped blooming.
Drowning in the weight of my dew.

He dragged me around,
my roots gone,
glue no longer holding me together.

Then he tossed me into a bush,
where no wanderer, hunter, or explorer

would even think to look.

He never said a reason.
He only uttered words of excuses.

My love for you is no longer,
I need to explore on my own,

without the weight of your petals.

Day and night,
I lay there.
My petals grew pale,
my stem grew weak.

Then–
the florist found me.

With hands so soft,
he lifted me gently,
careful not to break me further.

He pulled me from the bush

and walked me down the trail,

showing me the world.

He told me; the world around us was not important,

for the world I need is in my hands.
My petals flushed.

I never knew,
losing petals was normal.
I never knew,
flowers grew in bunches.
I never knew,
someone could be so gentle.

I saw shades of petals
much prettier and brighter than mine.

But still.
Him.

The florist.

He chose me.

He brought me to a place,
where all kinds of flowers lived.
But he did not place me with the rest.

No.
He gave me my own home.
A vase of pink stained glass.

Light shined through,
filling the room with warmth

and a pink haze,
making the florist smile.

What a perfect smile he had.

He filled the vase,
half water,
half love.
He placed me inside,

and told me I was pretty.

But this time,
he called me pretty
for the way light danced on my skin.

This time,
for the way my words flowed
like a tender love song.
This time,
not for the width of my stem
or colour of my petals.

He reached into a drawer,

not for glue to fixed my tears and gaps,

but bandages so I could heal.

The sun began to set,
and the end of the box neared.

He looked at me like I was a rose,

orchid, or dahlia.
And still–
he looked at me.

The florist told me every day the

beauty of my roots.
Slowly,
my petals returned,

my scars faded,
and my colour shined brighter than ever.

I learned not to trust wanderers,
hunters,
or explorers.

They admired only the beauty of my petals and stem,

But him.
The florist...
He saw me for so much more than my beauty.

He saw the rarity in my roots,

radiance in my petals,
and strength in my scars.

Beyond the Pawprints A Short Story by Josephine

Chapter 1: The Encounter

In a little fishing village on the coast of Jamaica, where the sun was always warm and the sea breeze carried the smell of salt and fried fish, lived a cat named Whiskers. He was a lean, yellow tabby with sharp green eyes. Everyone in the village knew him as “the rat catcher.” No mouse dared come near the houses or the fishing boats because Whiskers always caught them.

But that was before Tiny.

Tiny was a small, brown mouse with big ears and an even bigger appetite. He and his family lived in a tiny hole under Miss Carmen’s kitchen. She was the best cook in the village, always making sweet plantains, spicy jerk chicken, and warm coco bread. Tiny couldn’t resist the smell, so every night, he would sneak out to grab crumbs.

One fateful night, the smell of freshly baked coconut bread was too much for Tiny to resist. He tiptoed across the kitchen floor, his heart pounding, as he reached a fallen piece near the counter. He was about to grab it when a low growl sent a chill down his spine.

A shadow moved.

Before he could run, Whiskers landed right in front of him, blocking his escape. The cat’s green eyes gleamed in the moonlight.

“Well, well, well,” Whiskers said, his tail flicking lazily. “Look what we have here.”

Tiny froze. He had heard the stories… the warnings. “Please don’t eat me!” he squeaked.

Whiskers licked his paw, as if bored. “Eat you?” He scoffed. “Where’s the fun in that?”

Tiny’s tiny chest rose and fell quickly. He had no idea what the cat meant, but he knew this was the end. His family’s warnings echoed in his head: Cats don’t show mercy. Cats don’t make friends.

But as Tiny braced himself, Whiskers didn’t pounce. Instead, the cat tilted his head.

“You’re braver than most mice I’ve seen.”

Tiny blinked. “What?”

Whiskers stretched out his front paws. “Most mice run at the sight of me. But you? You’re standing here talking.”

“I’m too scared to run,” Tiny admitted.

Whiskers chuckled. “At least you’re honest.” Then, to Tiny’s shock, he stepped aside. “Go on. Before I change my mind.”

Tiny didn’t waste time. He grabbed the crumb and scurried back to his hole, his tiny heart still pounding. That night, he barely slept. Why didn’t Whiskers kill me?

Chapter 2: Bonding?

The next night, Tiny couldn’t help himself. He peeked out of his hole, searching for Whiskers. He found the cat lying on Miss Carmen’s porch, staring at the waves.

Taking a deep breath, Tiny crept closer. “What are you looking at?”

Whiskers twitched an ear. “The sea.”

“Why?”

Whiskers sighed. “Because I wish I could sail away. Go somewhere new.”

Tiny frowned. “Then why don’t you?”

Whiskers let out a bitter chuckle. “Have you ever seen a cat on a fishing boat? The fishermen would toss me overboard.”

For the first time, Tiny saw something in Whiskers that he never expected: loneliness.

“You don’t like it here?” Tiny asked.

Whiskers shrugged. “It’s alright. I catch rats. I sleep. I eat leftovers. Same thing, every day.” He sighed. “You ever wonder if there’s more to life?”

Tiny hesitated, then nodded. “Yeah. I just wish I could eat without always being afraid.”

Whiskers turned to him. “Maybe we can help each other.”

Tiny narrowed his eyes. “How?”

“I let you eat in peace. You… keep me company.”

Tiny couldn’t believe what he was hearing. A cat and a mouse — friends? It sounded ridiculous.

But there was something real in Whiskers’ voice. Something honest.

And against all logic, Tiny said, “Okay.”

Chapter 3: The Test of Trust

At first, it was awkward. Tiny still twitched every time Whiskers moved too fast, and Whiskers had to resist the urge to swipe when Tiny scurried past. But slowly, a rhythm formed.

Tiny would sneak bits of food to Whiskers—crumbs of fried fish, a little piece of plantain. In return, Whiskers kept other cats away from the kitchen, allowing Tiny to roam freely.

But the real test came one stormy night.

Tiny had ventured farther than usual, sniffing around a basket of bread. The wind howled outside, rattling the wooden shutters. He didn’t hear the door creak open… Didn’t hear the footsteps behind him.

A sudden movement. A broom came swinging down.

Tiny barely dodged as Miss Carmen shrieked, “RAT!”

Panic took over. He ran, heart pounding, but the broom came down again. Tiny braced for the worst… But then, out of nowhere, Whiskers leaped between them.

Miss Carmen gasped as the cat swatted the broom away. He arched his back, hissing, standing like a shield in front of Tiny.

The old woman’s eyes narrowed. “You’re protecting a rat, Whiskers?”

Tiny held his breath.

Whiskers let out a low growl, his tail flicking. Then, as if nothing had happened, he stretched and turned away, acting completely uninterested.

Miss Carmen sighed. “Lazy cat,” she muttered, shaking her head as she walked away.

Tiny’s legs shook as he looked up at Whiskers. “You… you saved me.”

Whiskers flicked his ear. “Told you. We look out for each other.”

Chapter 4: The Escape

Not everyone was happy about their friendship.

A few nights later, a big, black-and-white tom named Scratch appeared. He was rough, with torn ears and sharp claws.

“You getting soft, Whiskers?” Scratch sneered. “A cat protecting a mouse?”

Whiskers stood his ground. “Mind your business, Scratch.”

Scratch’s yellow eyes gleamed. “If you won’t do your job, maybe I should take care of this little rat myself.”

Tiny froze. Scratch was bigger and stronger than Whiskers.

But Whiskers didn’t back down. “If you touch him, you answer to me.”

Scratch hissed. “You’re a fool, Whiskers.”

He stalked away, but Tiny knew that they weren’t safe anymore.

And then, the worst news came.

Miss Carmen had enough. “Too many rats,” she told the fishermen. “We need more cats.”

Tiny’s family panicked. “We have to leave!” But where would they go? The village was the only home they knew.

Tiny ran straight to Whiskers. “We have to go! Miss Carmen wants more cats to hunt us down.”

Whiskers thought fast. Then he looked at the fishing boats.

“We’re going to sail away,” he said.

Tiny’s eyes widened. “What?”

“Trust me.”

That night, as the village slept, Whiskers and Tiny made their move. Whiskers led Tiny and his family to the docks, where a small fishing boat was tied up. The fishermen had left a basket of fish on board, and Whiskers jumped in first, sniffing around.

“This will do,” he said. “We’ll hide here until the boat leaves in the morning.”

Tiny’s family hesitated. “Are you sure about this?” his mother asked.

Tiny looked at Whiskers, then at the sea. It was scary, but it was also a chance for something new.

“I’m sure,” he said.

As the first light of dawn touched the water, the fishermen climbed into the boat, never noticing the cat curled up in a basket or the tiny mice hidden in the shadows. The boat rocked gently as it pulled away from the dock, sailing toward the horizon.

Whiskers looked at Tiny and grinned. “Guess we’re going on an adventure after all.”

Tiny smiled back. “Yeah. And this time, we’re free.”

And with that, the cat and the mouse set off into the great wide world, proving that sometimes, the best friendships are the ones nobody expects.