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ECHS Application Essay #1

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I bolted through the clear door of a small, earth-colored high school, practically slamming the door behind me. Catching my breath, I stood in the school completely drenched and shivering. Rain pounded on the clear door behind me. I stood awkwardly on a mat in front of the doorway, trying not to get the floor wet. I gazed around the hall in front of me. I couldn’t see staff in the office, nor were any students in the hallway or in the classrooms. The entire school was empty.
Must be a day off or something, I thought, blinking in surprise.
Suddenly, I recognized the building. Just last week, I had visited the exact same campus. My eyes explored the hall in front of me for the second time. It’s Early College High School, I realized. This …show more content…

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Up next was respect. After searching my memories again, I remembered camp. When I was at a camp, I met all kinds of girls and boys with different religions than myself. One of my best friends at camp, Sophia, was agnostic. My Christian friend tried to witness to her, but Sophia became upset and walked into her dorm, slamming the door. Quickly, I knocked on the door and begged her to let me in. She did reluctantly, and I apologized for forcing Christianity on her. You can’t force a religion on a person. Simply, I explained that I respected her beliefs. Maybe a week later, Sophia and I were on a bus together, and I told her about how I believed that being a Christian helped when you felt like your world was falling down. I apologized if I offended her, but explained that it was what I believed. She said that she knew and respected my beliefs as well.
My hand fell on the last one: Responsibility. That was definitely not a strong suit for me. I do try to clean up my table after lunch, even if that’s rather a small thing to do. And it’s not like I can’t work on being more responsible, I thought with a small shrug.
My thoughts returned to the note on the towels. It mentioned an essay?… I mentally searched the filing cabinets of my memories. I slipped past the foggy memories and pulled out a single file. The brain filing cabinets shut with a nearly audible click, and my eyes

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