The First Day…

Yes, I know this is a little off topic from what I normally post and it doesn’t really belong to either of the stories I have going on right now, but this story has been pressing on me for the last couple of days and unless I let it out, I won’t be able to write anything else. It’s based off of a personal experience. It’s not what happened, but it could have. And if it did, I probably wouldn’t be writing about it to begin with.


She sat in her car, staring ahead at the stone edifice of building 400. This was her first visit to the campus. Up to this point, it had been all online, but she couldn’t continue without meeting her academic advisor. If emails were enough, she wouldn’t have been there.

This was the¬†only time she could squeeze out of her work schedule to be here and she’d been both dreading it and anticipating it for weeks. In another month or so, she would be enrolled in college for the first time. Her high school education had allowed her to get a job and pure wit and street knowledge got her the rest of the way. But it was time to take the next step. She just wished there was an easier way to do it.

Clad in her khaki pants and black work polo and toting a less than fashionable canvas purse she had purchased years ago, she slipped out of her leased car and marched up the front steps, feigning confidence in the only way she knew how.

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