Essay 10

Essay
I emerged into the bright light allowing it to sweetly frame each part of me; however, getting to that spot was not an easy task. Waiting in the shadows of the show, the room hidden from the eyes of the world, I sat and waited. I dressed, I put my face on, and I counted down the minutes. Noise surrounded me; there was rustle and bustle passing behind me, but there I was, still wrapped up in my own world where I was safe. It’s a secure spot, my world. In the midst of the world of chaos, I heard a familiar noise break through the barrier into my universe. My mom came to assure me I was going to be okay and that I would be amazing in her eyes. With a smile on my face, I thanked her and told her to join the others.

My time had come. I walked down the bright fluorescent hallway to meet my fate. Expecting the worst, a decrepit man with a chessboard, I stepped into the room. Upon my arrival, I did not meet the Devil, but instead my guide. She led me to the spot where I had to wait patiently. It was dark here; however, I did not let the darkness smother my light within. Eyes closed, I focused on my goal. Somewhere in the back of my head, I could hear a musical number end with a roaring applause. My heart raced as I stood behind the hidden door waiting to show myself openly to the world. It has taken <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">me a long time to peel my layers of emotion and immerse myself in the world of <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">vulnerability.

<p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">The piano cued me. I stepped into the spotlight with a basket of red roses in one <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">hand. My heart still thumping, I opened my mouth to allow the luscious smooth sound <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">float freely from my lips. I carefully moved through my blocking as I conveyed my song <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">to the audience through my character of the rose seller in the musical “Oliver”. At the <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">end of the song, I finished with a sense of perfection. I gave my all and put everything <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">out in the open, holding nothing back for myself. This feeling was amplified as I <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">received my first ever round of applause. The affirmation of a job well done sent chills <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">down my spine, as I got confirmation from the world that I have value. I vanquished my <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">fear as I sang my heart out while shattering the blockade I put between my world and <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">theirs.

<p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">Confidence is an important quality. Exposed to the audience and the world I <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">have been so afraid of, I expected the worst but received the best. Acceptance was <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">what my heart was after, and I found it right there on stage, my new home. To gain my <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">desire I had to lay my heart on the line and risk everything. As George Bernard Shaw <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">wrote, “There are two tragedies in life, one is to lose your heart’s desire; the other is to <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">gain it.” It was a risk, and there was a chance that I could have lost my heart’s desire; <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">however, I gained it. If gaining it is a tragedy, then give me tragedy. The acceptance I <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">found on stage awoke my heart to feelings that I had been long afraid to feel. I finally <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">opened myself up to the world, and I was able to run into their open arms with full <p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">acceptance.

Colleges Sent To
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Credentials
<p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">GPA: 3.62 (unweighted)

<p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">SAT: 1960 (1310 M+R/ 650W)