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Submitted by sabrina3723 on May 22, 2008
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The tranquil evening breeze soothed my soul; the soft howl of the wind comforted my heart. I gazed aimlessly into the abyss of stars above me, in the midst of an island engulfed in the sweet scent of night-blooming jasmines. Between two large palm trees I sat, and, in complete apathy rummaged through my mind for thoughts that would help me to relax. Through a cloudy, blurry image, the sight of my deceased mother flashed before me, and my chest seemed to have collapsed. Familiar lights, sounds and smells dashed back and forth through my mind, too brief to distinguish. However, eight words, said sincerely by mother on her death bed, made it through the flood of thoughts that crowded my head, “Make me proud and don’t follow the crowd.” Tears streamed down my cheeks; it was the first time I had ever remembered something my mother had said.
Puddles formed around my face, my heart thumped furiously and I sobbed uncontrollably. Then, I ceased. My eyes strained open and my tears immediately dissipated. I looked up, staring directly in the eye of God and asked myself, have I fulfilled my mother’s wishes? What have I done to make myself different? What contributions can I make to those around me? Those questions persistently repeated, like a scratched CD in my head. I was determined to find out, was my life indeed ‘different’ and unique? Or, was I just another commoner, a statistic, a laggard?
I dug through my mind, desperate for answers and found myself on that old hill where my dreams had been created and my foundation had been built - high school. Memories replaced the horde of thoughts that filled my mind and I remembered old times that set me apart from others. I recollected the one reason why most classmates and teachers admitted that they respected me - my ambition. As I pondered, my heart was warmed, for, this was one quality that I, myself cherished. I remembered often being laughed at when asked about my future plans....
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