Dreams Become Reality

Five years ago, I packed up my things and moved from my beautiful home town, Charlotte, NC to move to what has been my favorite place in the entire world since I was five years old. Wrightsville Beach has always been a place of peace, a place of serenity for me. When I was ten years old I found out that there was a university in town, and I knew that that was going to be where I ended up. When I turned eighteen, everyone began receiving their acceptance letters to UNCW, but mine was seemingly late. I got the news that I had been rejected and I felt like my world crumbled into a thousand pieces. Luckily, I am blessed with two amazing parents that slowly began to help me put those pieces back together. They sent me to Cape Fear Community College because they knew I wouldn’t be happy anywhere but in Wilmington. After one year of hard work, I got accepted into UNCW as a transfer student and I had no idea what I was in for. I was scared, nervous and excited all at the same time. I have encountered hardships and struggles and I have also experienced some of the most beautiful memories I could never forget. I have developed friendships with a group of the most amazing girls and I still have to pinch myself every morning I wake up to make sure it’s real. Calling them friends would be an understatement because they love me and respect me like I am family, a sister.

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Not only have I had the opportunity to have such amazing friends, but I have also had the chance to live in my favorite place in the entire world, Wrigthsville Beach. As weird as it sounds, I owe it to this beach for shaping me into the person I am today and for getting me through some of the hardest times over the years. It has been a place where I can go to find myself and figure out who I want to be and where my place is in this big world. I don’t know what my next step is and I can’t say I know where I’ll be in twenty years, but what I can say, is that this place will forever hold my heart and I could never forget or let go of my time here. These memories I’ve made are precious and I will carry them with me for the rest of my life.

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Yours Truly,

Sloane