A Woman's Flight Chapter 14A Story by Ahmad CoxWhen Rebecca finally left, she was certain that she was starting a new life for herself, and that she would never let anyone hurt or harm her again. She was convinced that she would be the strong one of the family. She never wanted to allow herself to be dominated or controlled. More importantly; she wanted to prove she was better than this town and her father. What she didn't know yet was that she would fall into the same situation her mother had found herself in not so many years ago. When Rebecca first made it to Stanford University, she thought it must have been out of a dream. She had seen the brochures, but never did she imagine that she could actually live and learn and grow in a place so beautiful. She fell in love with the campus the moment that she arrived. She felt like her heart was bursting with joy at the new opportunities that this new campus could offer her. She even found herself spinning around and jumping in the air and giggling. She knew that people must have been watching, but she didn’t really care. She just couldn’t wait to meet her new teachers and her dorm mate and to take her first class at a real accredited university. When she had gone through her orientation, they had given her a keycard and the room and the dorm she would be staying in. When she actually saw the dorm room she was going to be staying in her jaw almost dropped. She couldn’t imagine that she would actually be staying in a dorm that looked that beautiful. When she walked into the main courtyard, she could see a large open field that was covered with a luscious green lawn with different types of trees surrounding the perimeter. There was a pavement walkway interrupting the path, and the buildings where constructed out of that old spanish style architecture. There were large open spaces with stucco walls and orange tile roofs, and even a tower with stucco walls and an orange rounded top. It almost looked like something out of a fairytale. When she got to her dorm room, she thought it might have been a little small, but she figured that it would be worth it to get the chance to live on campus. Her roommate hadn’t moved in yet, but she could see that there was an orange tinted door with white walls and a orange wooded bunk bed with an orange wooded step on it. She could also see that there were two orange wooded desks in the room as well. There was one sitting next to the bunk bed and one sitting in front if it. There was also a small orange wooded dresser, and a trash can on each side. The room she was on had a view of the courtyard, and she could see everyone else moving in too. © 2012 Ahmad Cox |
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Added on October 26, 2012 Last Updated on October 29, 2012 AuthorAhmad CoxSan Jose, CAAboutMy name is Ahmad and I have posted a lot of my poetry on hellopoetry.com but I wanted to check out this site and see if I can start posting and reading poetry here. more..Writing
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