Shock
My face feels frozen
Disbelief
My eyes read the four unboldened, plain words on the screen before me
Joy
A slow smile creeping up onto my face, opening my lips in a curtsy
Ecstasy
Screaming with glee at the thought of what family members will say
When they hear the words:
You have been accepted
A message only three hours young, and as pleasant as a breath of air
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