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On Graduation

After three years of watching my friends walk across the FMA stage and shake Dr. Jones’s hand, it was finally my turn.

My part of the ceremony went quickly. Since I was in the back of the graduates, I got to watch most everyone go before me. Then we had our cue to stand and walk up. The lights gave everything on stage a hazy appearance. I kept reminding myself: stay on the red line, stand up straight, smile!

I think I was the only one to shake Dr, Weir’s hand. Technically we weren’t supposed to, but I really wanted to do it. He didn’t seem to mind.

After a few brief moments, it was over and I could relax in my seat until the ceremony was over.

And now I am not longer a college student. “Real Life” has begun.