Common App

November 15, 2011
By zman1 PLATINUM, Bethesda, Maryland
zman1 PLATINUM, Bethesda, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension - a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into the Twilight Zone.


“Zane, did you work on the Common App today?”
Sweat exudes down my brow like tree sap,
I pause.

“Zane,” Mom screams, “DID.YOU.WORK.ON.COMMON.APP?”
“Ok, Zane,” I assure myself, “just tell Mom the truth.”
As my legs oscillate like a pendulum, I walk downstairs.

Mom glares at me like a hawk, and notices my trembling.
“Zane, stop shaking your legs.”

I take a gulp, and a deep breath.
“Mom,” I pause.

Mom glowers at me.
“I didn’t do the Common App,” I confess, as I drop to my knees.

“Why didn’t you?” Mom snaps.

I dash to my room and slam the door.
I hunch over my computer, and log onto the Common App.
Mom enters the room. My blood pressure drops, and I face my computer screen.
“Zane, are you doing work?”

“Yes,” I answer.

The tension evanesces and Mom leaves the room.

“After dinner, we will look at the Common App,” she tells me.

The author's comments:
This is about the stress of the Common App.

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