Days as a Freshman: 116
Mood: Startled
“Not many girls would jump up and down in the middle of the woods at ten at night.”
Justin and I were walking back through the dark path towards campus, my fingers occasionally grabbing onto his sweatshirt for support as we dodged shadowed roots and branches. I could have stayed […]
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My Freshman Year: Day 116
My Freshman Year: Day 113
Days as a Freshman: 113
Mood: Smiling
“There’s a bench back here.”
I pushed the last couple of bare branches out of my way and walked into a man-made clearing in the back of the campus woods. Justin was sitting in the middle of the small space, sitting on the bench, his eyes on the stars.
The way […]
My Freshman Year: Day 111
Days as a Freshman: 111
Mood: Cold and happy
“I didn’t know you knew Sammy.”
Justin and I walked away from the dorms, down a side path on the outskirts of campus, our breath grey against the dark shadows of the woods.
“I didn’t know you knew her.” The cold night air was scratching at my hands. […]
My Freshman Year: Day 109
Days a Freshman: 109
Mood: totally surprised
“At first I thought I didn’t remember anything.” Sammy walked over to her desk, touching the knickknacks and papers surrounding her small laptop. “But every couple of days or so little bits of sound or a weird flash of a picture would pop up out of nowhere.”
“Your hallway […]
My Freshman Year: Day 106
Days as a Freshman: 106
Mood: Confused
“It’s cold outside, huh?”
Rebecca and I walked slowly down a carpeted corridor, our boots scratching softly on the grey rug. My cheeks stung from a wind that had moved completely into winter, stretching the skin too tight against my face.
“It’s freezing. Winter’s really here, I guess.” Rebecca […]
My Freshman Year: Day 102
Days as a Freshman: 102
Mood: Stunned
“So, your Thanksgiving break was okay?” I did my best to keep in step with Rebecca, trying to match her quick, clipped pace. We had driven off campus for a little early holiday shopping, hitting the mall in the afternoon in hopes of short lines and empty stores.
“It […]
My Freshman Year: Day 100
Days as a Freshman: 100
Mood: Total crap
“Here. I got the last piece.” Justin set a giant piece of chocolate cake in front of me and walked over to his own seat. “We’ll share. How ‘bout that?”
“This is huge!” I poked a fork into the inches of frosting.
“Please don’t tell me […]
My Freshman Year: Day 98
Days as a Freshman: 98
Mood: Feeling weird
“So, how was your Thanksgiving?” Justin ran his finger over the dark, thick spines of books that looked as though they had been down in the stacks for centuries, the archaic gold writing worn away with age, the leather worn and tearing in places. We were in […]
