Hello, thanks for reading this short story. This story was suppose to be my "college essay" but some lady that is in charge of checking everyone's essay in my school said this was no good. I picked these memories as my college essay because my teacher said to write about something that made you who you are today. Well apparently it wasn't like that. The lady that checks the essays said that i have to write about me and school and blah blah blah.
What really made my blood boil is that she only read like 3 sentences and said it was no good. I guess i got pretty upset because 1. i'm very sensitive and 2. i worked really hard on this and these memories mean a lot to me.
For a moment i thought about erasing this whole essay but i realized that even though that lady didn't liked it, i would keep it because i just really like it. Anyways, i thought "hey, why not just post it for fun?", plus it also feels like i wrote a book instead of a college essay lol. And yeah i guess i want to be a vet but i'm still not sure what i want to be yet. Overall, i really hope some people enjoy this short story and thanks again!
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Memories (a short-story)
Non-FictionSome Memories can change your life for ever....
