Personal Narrative Essay: The Day I Left For College

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I wanted to remember it all, every single moment, every small memory. I wanted to remember every detail so bad that it all started to become a blur, and thats what I was afraid of the most. Everyone says that college is the best time of your life, the glory years where you 're old enough to know better but yet still young enough to get away with it. Adults go on and on about how you 'll make great memories and best friends, but no one ever talks about what you leave behind. The day I left for college was the day I had to say goodbye to my two toughest critics, fiercest competitors, and best friends. Leaving my sisters was the single hardest thing Ive ever had to do. In this day and age it 's not uncommon to grow up with siblings, and …show more content…
In elementary school we wore matching clothes, in middle school we played the same sports, and in high school we all had the same friends. Some people get called by their last name or a nickname, but for me it was always “one of the triplets.” Everyone knew us together, Natalie,Renee and Danielle, Danielle, Renee and Natalie. I grew up doing everything with them right by my side, and I needed them there. In what seemed like a blink of an eye but really was 17 years later, I was waving goodbye as they dropped me off in my college dorm room. Providence College was my dream. Now that all my dreams were coming true, I couldn 't focus on anything but what I was leaving behind. We spent about two hours doing everything once we arrived on campus. We unpacked the car, tediously carried all of my belongings up nine flights of stairs, and finally arranged everything just how I wanted it in my new room. We went through some orientation activities and got lunch in the dining hall, taking in all the new people and surroundings. Finally, it was time to say our …show more content…
That right in that moment you recall everything, all of the good and all of the bad. Thats all I wanted. I wish someone had taped my life so I could look back and just replay all the memories, because in that moment my mind went almost blank. Amongst all my emotions, all I could remember was walking the stage at my high school graduation. I was standing in a line on the side of the stage at the Providence Performing Arts Center, staring at the hundreds of people in the crowd and praying I didn 't fall to my embarrassment. Voices started to drown out as the names were getting closer and closer to mine, I didn 't even realize how worked up I was until I felt my legs shaking under me as I tried to take a step. Pretty soon they called my older sister Danielle and she smiled at me and winked. I watched her effortlessly glide across the stage as they announced her college that seemed to be too far away from me. All of a sudden I felt two arms softly wrap around me from behind and I turned around to my see my teary eyed sister Renee looking back at me. Her words were simple but everything I needed to hear in that moment when she said “Go kill it, I love you and I 'm proud of you, you deserve this.” I breathed a sigh of relief and crossed the stage more confidently than I thought I ever could. Seventeen years of memories, and all I could think about was that insignificant two-seconds of my high school

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