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To College


Yes I am scared, scared outta my mind. I seriously do not know what to do. So many expectations. So many possibilities. But here I am just trying not to fail. All I want to do is ensure that I please everyone who supports me. But you know what? I think it is time to please myself. It is time to break out of the confines of this self imposed prison. It is time to let myself run free. It is time to release the inner beast. It is time to go to college.
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