Final Essay

I am so pleased with myself right now that I'm giddy. I just completed the writing course I've been working on for the past year.

I spent the last couple of days thinking about my last essay. I had to write about my favorite memory and for the life of me I couldn't think of anything.

I couldn't put it off anymore so I turned on some HIM, cranked it to eleven, and got to work.

This is what I submitted:

My favorite memory came about pretty recently, only a year ago actually. I dropped out of school after ninth grade due to extreme social anxiety that made it almost impossible to bear. I didn’t think about returning to school until I moved in with my brother and his wife in March of this year. One of the stipulations of my living there was that I get my GED and they immediately enrolled me in a GED prep class. After being dropped off at Lorenzo Walker Institute of Technology, rather literally, I started to become motivated and I focused on accomplishing the feat. The tests took two days to complete and the time seemed to slow to a crawl. After finishing the last test, I felt better about myself than I had in a very long time. When my sister-in-law came in with a manila envelope with my name on it, I couldn’t help but to feel anxious. I pulled out a certificate that said high school diploma in big, bold letters. Pride and excitement surged through me and I can admit that I cried. So far in my eighteen years of life, getting my high school diploma is by far my favorite and most visited memory.