<p>Thread's been beaten to death days ago, but i'll just add some stuff.</p>
<p>I will admit the second essay was a bit rushed. Maybe looked at it for a couple days with a few edits with teachers. </p>
<p>But the first I can actually say took weeks, maybe a month, and had countless edits. Yes, it doesnt follow conventional grammer, and is very unorthodox in it's ending, but that was the point. It got more...unorthodox with every edit, and perhaps that was the mistake. Maybe I did completely miss the ball with what I was trying to do, but it was a lesson learned I guess.</p>
<p>Funny thing is, I believe i'm short one SAT subject test for CAS anyway, which will probably disqualify me. Funny how that works, eh? :)</p>
<p>Maybe I should have stuck with essays like this one that I used for the first school i applied to this year.</p>
<p>here, if anyone wants to read:</p>
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<p>question: does truth suffer from too much analysis?</p>
<p>It was quiet: far too quiet.</p>
<pre><code>Click.
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<p>There it was again! The awful insistent sound brought a chill down her spine every time she heard it. Where were the others? Why was she so alone?</p>
<pre><code>Click.
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<p>She stopped at 5th street. If she continued, she would run right into them, and there was no way she could take them all on. She had to get away; she had to turn back. But what if it was too late?</p>
<pre><code>Click.
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<p>And then she saw him, his ashen white robe only emphasizing his eerily pale countenance. He moved quickly and silently, approaching from the northeast, each step a further threat to her safety.</p>
<pre><code>Click.
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<p>She turned around to find a steed just as pale as its holy counterpart; the beast’s demonic eyes staring right into her. She cursed her lack of foresight as she backed away.</p>
<pre><code>Click.
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<p>Her steps quickly broke into a desperate run. “Help me!” she yelled, “Someone please help!” Yet she had nowhere to go, as three men now stood in her way—three men of the same height, the same face, the same capabilities. Their unassuming appearance may have fooled others, but not her. She knew any of them could kill in an instant.</p>
<pre><code>Click.
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<p>She heard a deafening roar from behind, finding that the beast was gone. Her expression soon mirrored the smile of the man now standing in its place, his familiar black robe and pious presence offering some temporary comfort.</p>
<pre><code>Click.
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<p>They had to get out. There was a small opening to the south where maybe they could find safety. She led the way, quickly finding that he could not move at her pace. Few, after all, were blessed with her speed and agility.</p>
<pre><code>Click.
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<p>She heard a scream so shrill that she could not look back. She knew he was gone: her only companion pushed to the side in battle. But she could still escape; she still had a chance.</p>
<pre><code>Click.
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<p>Another beast landed right in front of her, its roar knocking her off her feet. It was the perfect trap: she was completely surrounded. “There must be a way out,” she thought. She had to stay alive.</p>
<p>She could knock down the beast and turn onto 3rd street; there was no doubt she could handle him herself. But the noise of their battle could easily attract the others. She could turn onto 4th, knowing full well that the beast would be right behind her. But what if the man in the ashen robe was there? After all, she had not seen him for almost half an hour. Yet what if she turned back and attacked the three little men? Sure they were dangerous, but if she could just get past them, oh the options she would have. But she had to stay alive, at any cost.</p>
<pre><code>Silence.
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<p>“Checkmate!”</p>
<p>My queen was alive; there was no way they would ever take her. But in my obsession with her safety, my king was not.</p>
<p>Perhaps overanalyzing a situation isn’t as helpful as you’d think.
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<p>and perhaps I overanalyzed college essays too much. :)</p>