First summary of my narrative essay
The stage grew larger and larger and the sign on the podium became visible with every step I took. I could see all of the people I spent my last four years with and I thought are they as nervous as I am? I could barely hear the music played by the band, as it was overpowered by the screams of the crowd cheering in honor of our accomplishment. The smell of fresh cut grass floated around me like the bees the day before. I could feel the heat of an early summer’s day on my back. As I’m walking I stare at everyone who is dressed like me and I think I’m never going to see these people again. I start to reflect on my past years of high school.
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