Minutes turned into hours which turned into days which turned into weeks. I wait. I waited until I'd listen to every song on the radio and then I listened to every song that I could find on YouTube. But there was this one song that seemed to describe my feelings.
After 2 weeks I got impatient and decided that I should give up on my dreams. My friends hadn't been talking to me because when we did talk I just complained about waiting. I seriously could not lift the weight. (Get what I did there. Haha. I'm puny. Oh. I'm not. Ok. Carry on.)
After about 3 weeks I lost track of time. I'd go to school, check the mail and then lock myself in my room.
I've always been awful at being patient. I know that I should just wait and be patient but my whole future is on the line and I'm feeling a lot of nerves since I still haven't gotten a letter.
My mom walks in the house and slides a letter under my door.
It's addressed to me. I never get mail. I open the letter and read it twice to make sure I read it right. I squeal.
"MOMMMMMM!!!"
She runs to my room and says, "You made it." I nod my head and we hug and jump around like fangirls who just saw new pictures of Joshifer.
I can't believe it. I made it. I really made it.
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Curiosity
Teen FictionWhen you want something so bad it feels like it takes an eternity to get it. Once you get it you do anything to keep it. But sometimes curiosity takes over and then the world comes crashing down and you loose that thing that you worked so hard to ge...
