Personal Narrative: My Freshman Year At Syracuse University

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Strolling to the podium, completely unperturbed, I stand there ready to present. My voice powerful, not allowing my words to just flow through the audiences ear and right out the other. But to make my words remain within and to inspire. And go figure? Everyone’s eyes are strictly fixed onto me yet I am still tranquil. I scoffed thinking about my freshman year of high school self. The night prior of my first presentation, tense and uneasy, I was unable to rest. Barely able to attempt a 5 minute presentation, now accomplishing a 45 minute one and feeling self-assured with myself. Syracuse University will bring this persona upon me. Constructing every piece of me, no, not like a puzzle, but like a complicated car in need of a tedious engine part.
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