The clock has been ticking away, but you don't realize it until you suddenly notice that your toes are curled over the edge, your muscles flexed to make the leap. Do you remember what thoughts you had when you were peering over the other side nearly seven years ago? The seven-year stretch that loomed ahead seemed so promising. You'd seen them in all those books and movies -- those modern-day Cinderellas and Eliza Doolittles, those scrawny girls in itchy school uniforms hunched over with Jansport backpacks who grew up into those young ladies in skin-tight jeans clasping designer handbags.Sure, maybe that secret wish of yours never happened, but...
Did you think you'd ever come this far?
Sure, my teenage dream turned out to be nothing like that which Katy Perry sang of. No passionate first loves. No motel escapades. No seaside revelry. But I wouldn't trade those seven years for anything.
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