Tuesday morning I woke up, brushed my teeth, got dressed, and prepared myself for another day in the life of a high school senior. However, that morning was slightly different than all of the other ones I’ve had since my senior year started.
As I was stood in front of my closet, trying to decide what I was going to wear for yet another Tuesday, my mom ran into my room holding a big package. She said the words I had been waiting to hear, for what felt like an eternity, “It’s here, it’s here!!” I turned around to see my mom holding a big envelope, with the words, University of Massachusetts, Lowell. For those of you who don’t know, a big envelope means accepted and a small envelope means denial.
My stomach flip-flopped and I was overcome with excitement and nervousness. My heart began to pound as I crossed the small distance from my closet to where my mom was standing. I took the envelope from my mom, preparing my self for the exciting news that would impact my future immensely.
I couldn’t get the envelope open fast enough. I ripped it open, pulling its contents out, looking for the words ” Congratulations!”, saying that I had been accepted.
As I scanned the letter, looking for the words that would make or break my day I realized that this letter was not what I though it was. My stomach dropped as I realized that this was simply just another news letter, outlining the programs that the school has to offer.