Tuesday, September 25, 2012
The one moment of freedom
My teeth were as white as a beautiful cloud on a warm, sunny day. It
was my moment of exuberance and uniqueness. No one could tell me
nothing because I felt as if I were a higher power lounging in my throne
with my staff in hand. This was my moment of excitement. I earned a
3.9 on my report card and I was enrolled in the National Honor Society.
The experience of freedom is a moment, a chance at life to be something
no one thought you could be or complete a task the others deemed to be
impossible. Once you accomplish that, there is that time when you are
beyond satisfied with yourself and all that you have achieved.
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