The of Emmy

Republished with kind permission of: Sampson_Simpson2001 ([email protected])

Emmy slammed the door and threw her book bag down on the floor.

"I'm home!" she shouted.

"Something came for you today," called out her mother from the
kitchen. "I left it up in your bedroom."

"Thanks!" Emmy called back, and started up the stairs. The news
from her mom had her excited; she was waiting for early
acceptance notification from Stanford and had a good feeling
about whatever had arrived in the mail.

At the top of the stairs she saw through her bedroom door a tall
brown envelope sitting on her bed. Her heart raced. She dashed
into the room and looked at the parcel. Her heart sank a bit.

Her name and address were hand-written in block letters, and
there was no return address on the envelope. It felt slightly
heavy in her hands and there was a bulge at the bottom of the
envelope. It certainly didn't feel like a college acceptance
letter.