Time progressed, however, and dirt, guitar chords, and conversations eventually covered the canvas of the shoes.When I first moved to Houston in eighth grade, I tried to follow the status quo and keep my shoes white. Ed Sheeran--I began to realize how important it is to listen to the other side and to maintain the confidence to pursue my passions while inspiring others to do the same.But as various conflicting influences crept into my life--Liberal vs. I needed to appreciate Houston's voice and learn from its stories as much as it needed to hear mine, and my shoes grew dirtier every day as each person's testimony helped solidify and expand my own.
Sweaty palms and dizziness, a tap of a shaking finger to a smudged screen. A sigh and, at last, the news, that the publisher had a similar novel on her list and vetoed the editors. We used to have gym together, I didn’t know him too well, and I never would.She forced me to see the other side, forced me to make my own conclusions without the influence of my background or parents.In Portland, opinions are liberally voiced, and it's similar in my community in Houston, except rather than an abundance of Lizzie Fletcher stickers it's "Come and Take It". Or at least that's how my bike-tire-greased, highlight-yellow, heel-cap-ripping-at-the-seams Chuck-Taylors are supposed to be colored.Freshman year, I tried so hard to keep them that pristine, popular M7652-000 color.I did know that two — — senior editors wanted to make all of my impossible dreams come true. I had slogged through the query trenches in search of an agent. After all, the next day was the beginning of National Novel Writing Month.I knew that the marketing and sales people had already looked over my manuscript — something that usually happened post-contract. I had collected enough rejection letters to wallpaper my room. I had an outline and a story to tell: one of imaginary friends, Newton’s Laws of Motion, a car out of control, a crash into a tree. in place of a greeting, another hurricane in the answer.Of course, now my coaches wish I weren’t quite so kind on the basketball court.When people playfully make fun of my height, I laugh at myself too.I also want to recommend you take a look at our Essays that Worked: real essays submitted by real students who have since matriculated at Connecticut College.These essays are terrific, and you can find them listed on the right side of this page.