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27. The First Day

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SOFIA

The first day of college was bound to be important, and I’d been looking forward to it for so long. From the moment I woke up, I could just feel the excitement bubbling up inside me, like a volcano that was about to erupt. And as I got ready and tried to mentally prepare myself for it, I kept bouncing on my feet and tried to calm myself down.

I stood in front of the mirror eventually , brushing a few strands of hair back into place as I smoothed my hands down the front of my blouse. It was simple but flattering, and it was a soft cream blouse which was tucked into black slacks that hugged my curves in just the right places.

I briefly wondered what my mother would've said if she was still alive to see me like this. She would've probably cried, smudged her eyeliner and hugged me too tightly before she insisted on taking a hundred pictures from every angle. The ache of missing her brought tears to my eyes, but I blinked it away and grabbed my bag.

I checked my phone briefly, half
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