My heart was beating fast as my feet carried me down the hallway that felt like it would never come to an end. Who would guess that this would feel so good? This rush, making the blood flood fast through my veins, making my body warm, and gave this funny feeling in my stomach. «Hey! Get back here!» I heard a male voice yell. A small shriek left my lips as I ran faster down the hallway, hoping no one would catch me. Okay, I bet you're all pretty confused by now. So I'll start from the beginning. My name is Amelia Showenfield. I'm 17 years old, turning 18 right before school ends. And I was your typical nice girl, who never did anything wrong. Notice the word was. It was at the beginning of my senior year in high school I noticed that this was the last year in school, where it wasn't that serious. When I get to college, everything would matter. I already got accepted at Harvard, so I thought, why not have some fun? I was sick of being that girl who did everything she was told, I was tired of being the 'teacher's pet', and I was tired of being...good. So I made a list to challenge myself. 50 things to do before college