Every moment I look back on my previous stories. I threw away some based on my thoughts because of what I was, An individual I had grown to dislike. I wish to change, I have lost, more than once, I fall into the simplest tricks. Change again. In a world I live in as a resident I must fix myself, the world changes, I should too. I do not wish to repeat my mistakes that will lead me to my downfall I must keep climbing up the stairs even if my knees are weakened even if the festering fear of failure consumes my mind. I will not be happy until I find something. I may not know what I was searching for, maybe one day I might find what I am looking for.
-Written as a Freshman Student-