MIT - challenge you faced. (200-250)
The library - my shelter through middle school.
Books - my sole companions.
Socializing - ridiculous! Who needs it?!
This was the life I led until the day I was faced with the real world.
A locked door with a "Closed for this week" sign on it stood between me and my dear books. Reluctantly, I returned to my classroom, to pass my break doing... what exactly?, who with?.
For years I had let my curiosity take the upper hand, and had gradually lost myself in the journey to seek knowledge. Now, without my books I was alone, vulnerable, the shell I had created oh so carefully for years was gone. As I stood there thinking of what had become of me, a girl who used to have friends, real breathing ones, I understood my faults. I had isolated myself completely, and that way had lost touch with reality.
For the next years of high school I changed. By simply talking to knew people, sharing my world with others I once again found the real me. I started from scratch to form new relationships, ones which today I can't imagine the world without. I was determined to succeed; even though a bumpy road lay in front of me, I started my journey enthusiastically. The reward was friends, lots of them, who I now appreciate as much as my books.
No day goes by that I don't secretly thank fate for opening my eyes. I am no longer alone.
The library - my shelter through middle school.
Books - my sole companions.
Socializing - ridiculous! Who needs it?!
This was the life I led until the day I was faced with the real world.
A locked door with a "Closed for this week" sign on it stood between me and my dear books. Reluctantly, I returned to my classroom, to pass my break doing... what exactly?, who with?.
For years I had let my curiosity take the upper hand, and had gradually lost myself in the journey to seek knowledge. Now, without my books I was alone, vulnerable, the shell I had created oh so carefully for years was gone. As I stood there thinking of what had become of me, a girl who used to have friends, real breathing ones, I understood my faults. I had isolated myself completely, and that way had lost touch with reality.
For the next years of high school I changed. By simply talking to knew people, sharing my world with others I once again found the real me. I started from scratch to form new relationships, ones which today I can't imagine the world without. I was determined to succeed; even though a bumpy road lay in front of me, I started my journey enthusiastically. The reward was friends, lots of them, who I now appreciate as much as my books.
No day goes by that I don't secretly thank fate for opening my eyes. I am no longer alone.
