Four years ago in Wildwood Park, I ran across the park as quickly as I could, scanning for any brightly colored eggs hidden behind rocks or trees. Every other person around me was doing the exact same...

Crowded around the little square game board of “Clue” with five of my friends during spring break, I kept my cards close to my chest, only taking small peeks when I was sure no one was watching. When...

Sitting in one of the cold navy blue chairs after first-period journalism, I quickly take out my phone and click on the colorful app icon near the center of my home screen. A familiar black and white...

In the corner of my mom’s old phone screen, there used to be an app folder titled “My Games,” containing all the games I played in my childhood. Those games kept me occupied at the airport while...