College choices

Near the end of my junior year in high school, all I heard about was the importance of beginning the college search. Both of my older siblings, who are in college, recommended that I begin as early as possible. I talked with my college counselor about possible schools I would be interested in, and I even took a course to match me with the right schools. By the start of the summer, I had a solid list of schools that I would apply to and hoped to visit. I was particularly interested in two of the schools I had researched, and planned to visit both of them over the summer.

About one month before school resumed, my parents and I visited four schools that I would apply to, including the two top choices that I had been so excited about. I loved my visits to all of the schools, and particularly to one in southern California. It seemed perfect: I fit in with the students, the school matched my academic and social interests exactly, and it was a great fit for me. My parents fully supported my desire to attend the college too. We all thought it was a perfect match for me, and I could easily see myself attending the school and having an amazing time. I became so eager about this college. I wanted to give myself the best chance possible of being accepted because the school is extremely selective.

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