Personal Epiphany
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I was born to put words on paper and make the world a better place because of it.
The amount of knowledge I have yet to learn is intimidating, but the idea of learning exhilarating.
I am bored in this town that is too small for me.
City lights line my horizon.
Just six months ago I was afraid to tell people I wanted to be an author.
Today, I read a class full of judgemental peers a list of honest facts about myself.
It was titled "The Things I Want You to Know About Me."
I said that sometimes I am too quiet or too serious or too studious and I'm not sorry.
I said that I have learned there are battles that aren't worth fighting.
I said that the more someone tells me I can't do something, the more sure I am that I will do it.
I also shared that I keep a box in my room full of notecards that I use to document the good things that happen in my life.
I told them that I love learning new words and that I've read all seven Harry Potter books four times.
One fact that I didn't write was that I can't believe my freshmen year I was a girl afraid to raise my hand even though I had all the answers.
I'm done second guessing myself and being afraid of things that I can't control.
I have never felt bigger or more capable or more beautiful.
Insteadof telling myself that I don't care what anyone things, today I didn't care.
Today I was me.
I laughed out loud at my own wit in front of twenty skeptical teenagers and read clearly though my voice was shaking and my palms were sweating.
I took back any apologies they may have interpreted over the years from my silcence.
I have nothing to be sorry for.
I have everything to be proud of.