College Essay: Overcoming Injury

It’s my freshman year at one of my soccer games, the crowd roaring loudly. Sweat is rolling down my face while my eyes stay on… Read More
It’s my freshman year at one of my soccer games, the crowd roaring loudly. Sweat is rolling down my face while my eyes stay on… Read More
Sports: such a wide topic. But very little is talked about in the category of freedom and prison. How I found my way out of… Read More
Should I open the door and unleash Godzilla and her demon child on the household? Nope, not going to happen. “Hadia, I’m sorry,” I say,… Read More
“Ponte las pilas mija, puedes ser todo lo que quieras,” my mom always told me. She never failed to remind me to get myself together… Read More
“Mine!” The ball comes flying to our side of the net and my team- mate receives it, bumping it to the setter. Late in the… Read More
I remember reading a book that taught me how a strong person recovers after failure. A weak mindset allows failure to consume them and evolve… Read More
Joining basketball my freshman year, I was scared because I felt like I wasn’t good enough for the team. Who would have thought I would… Read More
Everyone in elementary school thought of middle school as this nuanced version of “High School Musical.” Unfortunately, that didn’t end up being the case for… Read More
One hundred years ago, what I did last month would have been illegal. A few students from the Native Youth Council and I spent a… Read More
I grew up with the idea that lighter skin equated to beauty. Many people in the Somali community push the narrative that in order for… Read More
I’ve always cared a little too much about things. To be able to make people smile, to make them laugh has always seemed like the… Read More
I stared at the white wall in front of me, my blood boiling and my brows knit in anger. I felt tears of frustration pricking… Read More
I was in the sixth grade at Fair Middle School when I started to be a playwright. My dad has his master’s degree in film…. Read More
I remember when my friend handed me the oblong, white pill with little red specks. I knew what it was, but I thought I was different… Read More
In the summer 2020, my pastor asked if I wanted to participate in a theology camp. I wasn’t originally interested, but when I heard writing… Read More
“Where are you from?” is a common icebreaker that I’ve struggled with my entire life. I was born in Huehuetenango, Guatemala, and was adopted and… Read More
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