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the rejection pile by anne llanora

Dear all Random University applicants, Thank you for your astute interest in Random University. Through much time and consideration, we regret to inform you that your application was not accepted for the Software Engineering program. The task of choosing students is a difficult one as there are many excellent applications. Unfortunately, we are only allowed to accept a small portion at a time. We wish you the best and encourage you to continue your academic pursuits. Yours truly, Random Name, PhD Graduate Advisor I snatch the paper as fast as I can and start walking— wandering. I don’t know where I’m going. Don’t know if I was good enough for the other colleges. Don’t know if I was just good enough. It’s a restless, anxious waiting and wondering that eats at my soul. 8

The sun has set. It’s that awkward phase of time in the day where it's not dark enough for the street lights to turn on. Everyone is fumbling home, head down, shoulders hunched. Dark clouds hover menacingly over apartment buildings and turtle-like streetcars, threatening a downpour. I pass by the hospital on my walk and try not to look at it. It’s been ten years since I was in that hospital. The last day I was there is still crystal clear in my head. It was a gloomy day like this one and I was sitting on my brother’s bed. Minding the weird tube thing that he had attached to his nose and wrapped around his ears, I told him that I was at my friend’s house all of yesterday, playing on her Nintendo DS. He told me that when he died, I could take his. He said I could take his skateboard, too. Our mom got mad at him for saying that. “Uh, hey, are you okay?” Inhaling sharply, I whip around. A stalky boy drowning in a wool coat that’s too thick for November stands at a short distance. His

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