College: Real Life or a Dream

College is a different situation, from senior in high school to a small freshman,so many things change, new people, new world, new place to call home. But many things are often overlooked, the chances being taken are blessings, People are blessings, God is blessing me, so many new things to see, so many new things that I can be, but out of all of those to chose from , i chose to be me. Being me just comes naturally, new chances to show out, new chances for to be free, as I take the chances in front of me, I can only count all of my blessings that have been given to me!

 

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