The writing on the paper

The Ideal of taking a college course in 9th grade

Was like getting slap with a wet fish across the face

Until we had to type a 200-word essay about our feeling about the course.

The very next week my professor emailed me.

I felt icicle hanging over me and something was watching me.

I opened the email than felt all my worry melt away

What I have read started a clock in head ticking each second 

I realized that I was not a kid anymore and I have to work for my future now