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jolted in

ay, the words, thick with large gaping holes between each letter, were easy to see. Add in the two gigantic brick pillars on either side of the road that held up

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had never cr

rming me that coming here had bee

is exclusive Portland, Oregon university, and one semester

mmunity college. The university was so prestigious that even most class valedictorians

shaping the future of students from the country's wealthiest and most influential fam

me still hadn't given me a clear answer as to why. All he'd said was that an anonymous donor had

ly pushed me out the door to attend. Mom couldn't believe I'd seriously considered n

me out of the house. I tended to hole up in my room whenever I w

rt telling me to turn around and drive the two hours back home and the other

signments, and Lucy seemed like a fun person. I'd let her know when I planned on arriving, and she'd said she'd be ther

no preconceived notions about me. I had a chance to m

My emotions were running rampant. The last thing I needed was to put pres

record, that w

f up for an inevita

oomed straight ahead. The pictures I'd seen online didn't do justice to my view of the towering cherry trees framin

for the quickest route to the apartment I'd been

fields and t

opposing emotions contrasted with each other like repelling magnets. My breathing qui

ing was seriously wrong with me: Dishes rattled on the table, lights flickered, and a sense of how people were feeling sometimes swamped m

, and the parking lot the advisor had instructed me to use appeared on the lef

not working, especially as my janky old Honda Civic

o see what would happen when I did somethi

farthest from the apartment buildings, my blood had an extr

no reining in the weirdness. My eyes homed in

od

mf

to be

cape to get my anx

ut, locking it with the fob. It was t

e in the world. The two women had an air of confidence, and three men towered over them, their muscular bodies emphasized

very essence. The fizzing in my blood

ods, not wanting to be caught staring at them. I needed to g

imeter, I put one foot in front of the other. If I could get in

ually

ad been the plan since I'd graduated with an Associate of Science from Columbia Gorge Community College last spring, but an online scho

my blood hummed. The needles on the fi

ost wished it would stop beating. I didn't under

ear me. Between the comforting sound of the bird and the lack of witnesses to my mel

nsion. I hated how my emotions took over at times. It was as if something inside me amped them up, and the anxiety-

teria. When I spotted a sizable fallen tree trunk, I sat on the wood, ignoring t

the air, and I leaned my head back and looke

graduated from community college flitted into my mind. He'd been caught i

ad seemed so intelligent ... so real. I'd told him I was there to help him, and it w

d with fresh air, and the sounds of animals

tall guy popped into my brain. My stomach bubbled, not

top. I had to

the moment to wash over me. I dug my shoes into the mulch, s

r twenty feet away. Its head tilted as it took me in and slowly inched forward. This was why I visited the woods: to be one with nature and see it

ant her

ine, and the hair on t

shed over me, and the deer paused. She avert

was watc

the opposite direction, and the

swallow a

ind could do when they encountered something they didn't understand-like a deer walking straight

rm. After all, I needed to move my stuff into my apar

rld. Showing my fear was the worst thing I could

I pretended to yawn, hoping it would help my

last time this had happened was in high school. A group of students had cornered me in the back of the schoo

campus. I had an inkling where the person was, thanks to my

where I didn't feel safe. This was the one place I cou

at the person was following me or trying to cut

sation again. Something like sinister curiosity rolled over me, and

nned, and I w

nse of calmness was gone, and I sensed that someone was nearly on top of me. I began to jog, often glancing