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Nov 14, 2010
Undergraduate / I have had a disease/only child memories PROMPT 1 [NEW]

Prompt #1 (freshman applicants)
Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations.

I have had a lifetime of memories, some of which are only present in photographs from my childhood in places I can no longer recall. Among these photographs include pictures of me, by myself, staring into the camera lens as it captures this seemingly insignificant moment in time. Most of my memories from my youth include awkward first days, scrapped knees, and uncomfortable moments. Most of these photographs reflect nothing of my memories.

G. Stanley Hall once said that to be "an only child is a disease in itself". Many people believe not having any brothers or sisters make children more prone to becoming spoiled, selfish, and lonely. This is an assumption that I have unfortunately been aware of my entire life. Some children begin to resent parents because of this and I'll admit sometimes it seemed like I could not go one week without overhearing judgments or insults on being an only child. These judgments made it all the more clear to me that I could not, would not, become another stereotype. I will admit to you that indeed my parents felt the need to indulge me as a child. I went through many stages trying to find my niche within my family and school. However, I have always been told and known that I was college bound. Unlike most children who eventually are able to say "I've finally overcome my sibling's shadow!" I have always had a shadow, not given to me by another but one I have instilled to myself. I have created these high expectations that I have no intention of failing. I realized at a young age that I was not a Valedictorian or an International Baccalaureate. This epiphany contradicted everything that my parents had told me because every parent wants their child successful in every aspect of their lives. Thankfully, along with this huge upset it allowed me to dismiss my frustration early on and channel it into a strategy. I decided that I would never limit myself and that even if I thought I knew my limits I would never succumb to them. I have lost more games, more relationships, more accomplishments that I fair to tell, but I pride myself with being able to get back up and to not let my failures consume me. The dreams I have for my life are boundless, they seem to stretch across my mind like the vast horizon of the sea. I am both enthralled and enamored by the idea of going to college and being able to entertain and fuel my dreams is slowly becoming a reality. Not within an old photograph will you be able to see my dreams and aspirations, nor within a petty stereotype. The actuality that college is approaching means the first building block of my life is being put into place. My dreams and aspirations all begin with a higher education and all the photographs to come will be nothing in comparison to memories given to me by being able to attend college.

Word count: 504

Its really rough and the endings a bit shaky because I wanted to create the illusion of an introduction and conclusion in order to tie a point from the beginning of the paragraph to the very end of the paragraph

I didn't want it to be repetitive...
obi_one   
Nov 14, 2010
Undergraduate / My Father Thinks He's Hannibal Lecter-Common App Prompt [4]

I like it ! and i understand for i too have just finished the Common App essay due tomorrow lol

It reads very well and i can relate the char. (you and your dad..) be aware of word count though :)
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