A Brief Background

Background

My name is Devon. I am 22 years old, and a recent graduate of my state university. I am from Worcester, a city that is large enough to hide the faces and identities of those who wish to remain insignificant, but small enough for one soul to stand out brilliantly against the bustling backdrop. Characterized by a diverse population of about few hundred thousand people and prided for its compliment of three-decker houses, Worcester is a place where there is either always something to do, or nothing to do at all.

I had always wanted to do something great, but had never had any idea what that could ever be. Until recently, I assumed that my life would follow some natural course, taking me along a path where I would ultimately find my calling, step into a role in the human rat race, and become part of a system where everyone seeks to do the same thing; to get by.

I spent this summer as well as the last summer working at my university, helping each new class of incoming freshmen become acclimated with the college life and atmosphere as well as showing them around the campus. I’ve spent my days helping them pick courses, and engaging them in personal conversation over lunches and dinners, listening to their fears, anxieties or apathies. I’ve helped to instill many students with excitement and anticipation, or at the very least given my own best allegories and bits of advice to help each of them on their way to a new life.

I’ve found it all incredibly fulfilling. I enjoy helping students embrace the very opportunities that I have had. I enjoy answering their questions, I look forward to learning about each individual newcomer to the university, and I feel that my database of knowledge has only amplified the general anticipation that each group has had about their very near futures at college.

It is this job that showed me where my life will end.

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