I see myself walking in a line behind several people.
In the distance I see a stage,
Looking around I see a crowd of blurry faces,
My feet feel heavy like cinder blocks.
I continue to drag on.
My head feels weightless like it is floating on a cloud.
My heart is racing like cars speeding around a race track.
As I get closer to the stage I can see smiling faces.
A few more steps and I will reach them.
Suddenly I stop walking,
Then I hear my name being called.
Suddenly, the crowd of people starts cheering.
I walk across the stage with a grin as wide as a river.
I reached out my hand.
I now hold my diploma.
My smile is wider than before.
As I walked off the stage I knew that I was a grown up.
Before this moment I did not know how huge this step was.
I made it,
I was once a seed,
Now I am a beautiful flower.
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