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I’m five years old, unwrapping birthday presents 

out on my backyard deck. 

The theme was a cheesy Hawaiian hula, and I wore a 

green plastic grass skirt and a 

fake pink lei.

Blink.

I had defective glasses

in second grade. 

The left lense popped out of my frame,

and scurried onto the floor.

I couldn’t see well without both so,

I searched on the floor like Velma, until

a boy named

Angel 

found it for me. 

Blink.

I thought I knew what love was

in middle school,

a boy, who barely even tried,

swept me off my feet.

Little did I know, 

I would carry the trauma for 

years after.

I was only 13.

Blink.

Freshman year of 

high school

where I had yelled at a girl

in front of the entire class,

who had cheated on my friend,

someone who ended up not being worth it

because they wouldn’t go up to bat

for me.

Blink. 

Graduation.

I was free of the K-12 school system, 

and so ready to get away from most I knew.

Though, when it was time to throw my cap in the air,

I held onto it.

Blink.

I’m a freshman in college, saying goodbye 

to my friend for spring break, 

sipping a strawberry smoothie,

blissfully unaware I would not

see her for longer than a week.

Blink.

I’m a junior now, the oldest 

I’ve ever been. 

I’m becoming closer to the person

I want to be.

Sometimes 

I wonder just how I’ve gotten here 

when I still vividly remember stepping onto 

my middle school bus for the last time,

refusing to turn around,

like it was yesterday.

Blink.

Sabrina is a junior as a Professional Writing major with a Social Media Theory and Strategy minor at Kutztown University. Her interests are crochet, pets, and browsing social media.
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