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The sun is shining, I can feel its warmth but it is dark in here. I strain my eyes and still can not see. It is dark in here.
Familiar sounds come through, laughter, people passing, voices I recognizes but more voices and sounds I do not know. I am scared, frightened and excited all at once. Even though I can not see, there is a rush of excitement. I know that something is about to happen but I am unsure of what to expect. It is the first day of freshman year and I am a small caterpillar emerging from the safety of my egg that has kept me from harm. I poke my head out and blink as my eyes adjust to the brightness and new surrounding that will be my second home for the next 4 years. I am a tiny caterpillar hungry for learning, hungry to explore the whole new world around me. There is so much that needs to be done if I am to fulfill the plan that is in front of me.What is the plan? This I do not know. This new world is so big. Will I ever make it up the front steps? There are so far away and I am so tiny. I slowly begin my trek. I stretch out my legs, one at a time, turning my head every which way. There are insects and bugs of all shapes and sizes. Some are huge, strutting through the halls like they own the place, obviously they do as they go about their business ignoring a lowly little caterpillar trying to just get through her first day outside the safety of her egg. Others are even smaller than me if that is at all possible, scared and crying in the corners of the longest hallways anyone has ever seen. Slowly and determined I make it to my first classroom. I am excited to meet my newest friends, ladybug, dragonfly and inchworm. We are an unlikely troop but we know we connect. These will be my companions through my freshman year. The day drags on and before i know it i have survived the very first day of my freshman year. I am a little stronger, more confident and a little bit bigger. As the year passes quickly, I am now
Familiar sounds come through, laughter, people passing, voices I recognizes but more voices and sounds I do not know. I am scared, frightened and excited all at once. Even though I can not see, there is a rush of excitement. I know that something is about to happen but I am unsure of what to expect. It is the first day of freshman year and I am a small caterpillar emerging from the safety of my egg that has kept me from harm. I poke my head out and blink as my eyes adjust to the brightness and new surrounding that will be my second home for the next 4 years. I am a tiny caterpillar hungry for learning, hungry to explore the whole new world around me. There is so much that needs to be done if I am to fulfill the plan that is in front of me.What is the plan? This I do not know. This new world is so big. Will I ever make it up the front steps? There are so far away and I am so tiny. I slowly begin my trek. I stretch out my legs, one at a time, turning my head every which way. There are insects and bugs of all shapes and sizes. Some are huge, strutting through the halls like they own the place, obviously they do as they go about their business ignoring a lowly little caterpillar trying to just get through her first day outside the safety of her egg. Others are even smaller than me if that is at all possible, scared and crying in the corners of the longest hallways anyone has ever seen. Slowly and determined I make it to my first classroom. I am excited to meet my newest friends, ladybug, dragonfly and inchworm. We are an unlikely troop but we know we connect. These will be my companions through my freshman year. The day drags on and before i know it i have survived the very first day of my freshman year. I am a little stronger, more confident and a little bit bigger. As the year passes quickly, I am now