I'm Ellie Nash and I've been waiting for this moment my whole life… okay a little cheesy I admit, but with the ordeals I've been through, this'll feel like heaven to me. In a matter of hours I with start my Freshman Year at University of Toronto, and yes I've dreamt of going there my entire life. As soon as I entered grade five, I couldn't stop talking about U of T. It was U of T this, U of T that; my dad would always say "Settle Down Eleanor, you're no where near graduating elementary school. Enjoy being a kid." And my mother would always crack open another bottle, having no clue of the conversation. Since then I've always applied myself in school, making sure that U of T was in my grasp when the time came.
Years went on and I entered high school. Dad was shipped off to Iraq for the war, leaving me to take care of my drop dead drunk mother. Her drinking habits grew worse and worse and she was eventually hit with a D.U.I. While she spent her time in jail, I spent my time focusing on school and ways to ignore my bitch, I mean witch, of an aunt.
10 months went by and mom was out of jail. Aunt Kelly got so sick of me; she tossed me back to her, leaving me once again to take care of a drunken mother who hadn't learned her lesson.
Mommy Dearest went out again one night, but she didn't come back. She died in a car crash and after that I was alone. Everyday I would anticipate her coming through that door, telling me that she would change, that she would get better. How stupid was I.
After receiving word of mom's death, Dad promised that he'd be home as soon as possible. Two days later is department was bombed and there were no known survivors. Now I was truly alone with no one to turn to but, yep Aunt Kelly; I did have a much older cousin somewhere on this planet, but he rarely kept in touch with the family. He had no idea I even existed. I would always cry myself to sleep every night in that pit whole of my aunt's. Nobody deserves that kind of life; I'm too shattered to even tell my story…
So years went on and I was in my senior year at Degrassi High. After completing several more exams with flying colors, I received a full scholarship from U of T courtesy of "The" Daphne E. Hatzilakos. I was so honored and proud of myself I just let out a little whimper and a couple of ear piercing screams throughout the house. When my aunt got home I took the letter and shoved it in her face saying "I told you I could do it, and I'll be damned if you or anyone else says I can't make it past this achievement." Then I walked off, adding "Bitch."
And now I'm here, packed up and ready for the… oh crap I'm gonna be late.
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