I looked at canary yellow envelope my dad handed me. I turned it over, where "Welcome to Columbia!" was written in looping script. And then I woke up--and started crying. I checked my e-mail, which was empty. Unlike my sister and grandmother, I don't typically dream true, only sometimes. I pray that this is one of thoese times
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GOOD LUCK!!!
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