It was 5:36 pm. The annual Writers Mailbox had just been posted. The digital compilation of the best student works throughout the year stared at me. Hands clutching my phone, I eagerly checked it, and I was not disappointed.
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There was my essay, amidst the rest, having compliments from Ms. Dawland, Principal Victoria and a Literature college professor.
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Soon enough my phone was buzzing with texts from my parents, Elizabeth and a few others. One of the few others was an unknown contact, and it only said one word,
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'Congratulations'
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