Grade 12 - The Light

I see a light in the distance. It's not far off considering it used to seem ages away. I have been pacing these bland and restless halls for four treacherous years, trying to keep on the path to this brilliant, bright light. My character has been shaped, molded and sculpted. Through devotion to this enduring experience I have gained confidence and courage. Failure has made me successful because I have learned to start over. Hard work has paid off. But most of all I have required the basic essentials for my future. I snap out of my daze and into reality when I hear my name being spoken. My heart begins to beat faster. I feel a smile form upon my lips and my entire body trembles. A petite and jovial woman appears seeming quite familiar, gently guides me towards the steps. One foot after the other; this is what I tell myself. A rough hand secures mine and shakes firmly. I am handed a rolled piece of paper and I continue to walk. That same light that has shone in the distance is shining on me now, bright and full. Just before I step down, I see the proud faces of my family with tears in my mother's eyes. Taking this all in, it suddenly resisters. I am graduated.