I pushed open the bathroom door. A dim, yellow light flickered. I saw myself in the slightly cracked mirror with tears rolling down my puffy cheeks. I splashed cold water on my face hoping that once I opened my eyes, I would wake up from this horrible dream. My eyes opened, and I remained in the same place. In frustration, I smacked my hand against the wall. I heard my cousin ask from the other side of the door, “Are...

Every time I am on the University of Wisconsin-Madison’s campus, I walk up to the statue of Abraham Lincoln. I have always admired Lincoln for his leadership. He stood up for what was right, took responsibility for his actions, and never gave up on anyone. The statue not only shows the lasting legacy of Lincoln, but it stands as a symbol for the legacy of leadership that surges through the university. Lorraine Hansberry and Lynsey Addario both attended the...

In the past four years, Portland has been a regular vacation spot. I have crossed all the bridges that cross the Willamette River, stood on the smallest park in the world, and walked through the beautiful rose gardens. My aunt has shown me how much Portland has to offer, and I have fallen in love with the city. I have thought about college for a long time, and it has been my dream to attend a school out west. Since...