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Just signed up for the SAT...
Colleges. I requested my scores to be sent to NYU, Rochester, University of Maryland, St. Mary's, and UCLA. I can't believe it.
I'm almost there.
And suddenly, the grass, like wet paint, oozed its color over my fingers as I gripped the roots and pulled upwards. A cold sensation trickled down my fingertips and onto my wrists, as the stains of the grass seemed to bind me to the Earth.
I let go.
And as I bent over to peer at my reflection, the water, like chilled steel, shuddered as a beam of diamond moonlight broke through its surface like an arrow, transforming its dull sandy floor into a prism of light.
The blacks of my eyes were lit from within with a riot of dancing colors. As I leaned in closer, I could almost taste the color against my lips as its intensity sharpened, and the radiant dance became flustered and dizzied.
I leaned farther over the ledge, gripping the grass once more. Again I felt the cold, oozing sensation of dark green color trickling up my fingers like a delicate vine.
And then a gust of wind.
I felt the hair lift off the back of my neck in an effortless motion, the water below me softly rippled, and the grass around my ankles began to playfully lash at my feet..
The color dimmed and finally returned to its former state of lifeless gray.
I don't know why..but I looked up. The black bowl that held the moon was peppered with an infinite number of burning, white jewels. I leaned so far back I felt as if I should fall over.
At that moment, I was enchanted.
Colleges. I requested my scores to be sent to NYU, Rochester, University of Maryland, St. Mary's, and UCLA. I can't believe it.
I'm almost there.
And suddenly, the grass, like wet paint, oozed its color over my fingers as I gripped the roots and pulled upwards. A cold sensation trickled down my fingertips and onto my wrists, as the stains of the grass seemed to bind me to the Earth.
I let go.
And as I bent over to peer at my reflection, the water, like chilled steel, shuddered as a beam of diamond moonlight broke through its surface like an arrow, transforming its dull sandy floor into a prism of light.
The blacks of my eyes were lit from within with a riot of dancing colors. As I leaned in closer, I could almost taste the color against my lips as its intensity sharpened, and the radiant dance became flustered and dizzied.
I leaned farther over the ledge, gripping the grass once more. Again I felt the cold, oozing sensation of dark green color trickling up my fingers like a delicate vine.
And then a gust of wind.
I felt the hair lift off the back of my neck in an effortless motion, the water below me softly rippled, and the grass around my ankles began to playfully lash at my feet..
The color dimmed and finally returned to its former state of lifeless gray.
I don't know why..but I looked up. The black bowl that held the moon was peppered with an infinite number of burning, white jewels. I leaned so far back I felt as if I should fall over.
At that moment, I was enchanted.