I GOT ACCEPTED INTO BLACKWELL ACADEMY.

If words could dance this would be a rave. Even though I’ve never been to one. But who cares because I GOT INTO BLACKWELL ACADEMY, a unique and famous private school for seniors! NO KIDS ALLOWED! I didn’t think I would be so excited since it's not like I didn’t used to live in the same town. But when I saw the text from the Blackwell scholarship office, I could literally feel my pulse speed up.

I thought it was going to say, “Sorry! Thanks for playing!” It took me a few seconds before I read the whole thing. I guess I wanted to enjoy that last moment of blissful ignorance. And when I saw the first word, “Congratulations...” I think I screamed.

My mom cried, and my dad laughed. They’re so weird. But they’re happy and this means extra financial support because they don’t have to pay anything to Blackwell. This means new clothes and if I can work it, a new laptop.

Oh, and I have to keep telling myself in caps that I AM GOING TO BLACKWELL ACADEMY.