By Audrey Cress Along St. Augustine’s Cordova Street, the scent of Schmagel’s Bagels behind me and a coffee shop ahead were interrupted by a familiar aroma from freshly planted landscaping – the smell of dirt. Just like the strong smell of SPF 50 brings me…
By Audrey Cress Every morning of fall 2024, while I put on my red uniform for my job at the nearby Gate gas station, my roommates ate breakfast together, stressing over parking on campus and waking up for their 8:00a.m. classes. It was the first…
By Natasha Chinea When you grow up with a parent who has underlying health issues, it means adjusting to things most kids didn’t have to think about. Where most young girls learn how to do their hair from their mom, I had to teach myself….
By Logan Michael A sterile, narrowing hallway united by a small, humble door frame was all that separated me from a horror I couldn’t imagine. A horror I could only meet in the headlines, the textbooks, and the anecdotes of inspiring figures. A horror I,…
By Abby Wahl Over spring break this year, I had the pleasure of visiting New Orleans, Louisiana. I have been to the city before, but this time was different. The people of New Orleans are no strangers to parties and celebrations; the city is called…
By Holly Hearn Until the fall of 2023, I had never driven on a road with more than three lanes. I had never driven outside of Maine or New Hampshire. Then, I drove 1,250 miles away from home to go to college. When we stopped…
By Audrey Cress Two years ago, Emma Torres, Flagler College senior, started to feel like social media was stealing something from her life experiences. In a social psych class, she and her classmates discussed the illusions of social media and its true impact on their…
By Abby Wahl As far back as I can remember, bats have been my favorite animal. The environmental importance of the creature as well as their curiosity and aloofness drew me in, despite their portrayals in modern media as being evil sidekicks or omens of…
By Kaia Wright For so long, my brother didn’t want to accept care because of stigmas. Being from a small town in Florida, it’s hard to have any kind of moral failing without everyone dissecting your every flaw. Because of my brother’s issue with substance…
By Roo Fenwick I was just a 12 year old boy when I got an injury, a bad one. One that led to an operation that would end my love for the sport that was my life. What did my coaches have to say about…