Julia Teixeira

I take a deep breath as the butterflies in my stomach begin to intensify. My brother stops the engine of the car and he looks at me sternly telling me to “get out”. I know he’ll miss me. I step out of the car and I take one more deep breath as I look up at Hoosac Hall. My mom puts her arm around me.

With smiles on their faces, older students accompanied by shopping carts make their way toward our car. Within seconds, all my belongings are placed into the carts. We make our way inside of the building, check-in and go into the elevator. We make our way up to room H515.

The door is already open, my roommate, Alyssa has already begun unpacking. With the help of my family, we take my things out of the shopping cart and sit them down. They help me unpack a few things, but soon after, they say their goodbyes. Alyssa goes down the hall to visit with some friends. I sit on my bed. At this moment, it finally hits me. This is it. I’m really here.

I open up one of my storage containers it was filled with pictures, posters, and other decorations. As memories begin to flood my head, I continue to flip through the pictures. I start organizing them and taping them to the wall. I look up at the wall and smile; slices of home. Alyssa comes back into the room and she compliments my decorations. We start talking, neither one of us could contain our excitement for the start of freshmen year. After a few more minutes of conversation, we decide to go to dinner together. Before I leave my room, I look up at my wall again and smile, ready to make new memories.