Flash Autobiography

Today will easily be my shortest post thus far. I had to write an essay for a scholarship that was 600 characters or less, about my coming-of-age moment. I was so impressed with myself, I wanted to share it with you all. I referred to this yesterday, and what you see below is an example of a flash autobiography. (As a reminder, this is when you highlight a moment of your life in the context of a single moment, with a word or character limit.) Enjoy!

I craned my neck around the headrest of the person in front of me to see the off-white, faded dome of the Capitol Building. All around our tour bus, people swarmed towards the mall, affectionately termed to be the opposite of any shopping center I'd grown accustomed to. Kites filtered through the skyline in festivity, dancing between the tops of historical edifices, and just beyond a monument, I could see Cherry Blossoms in full bloom. I was in the District of Columbia. I was 21 years old, and on my own. And the patriotic irony did not escape me as I felt, for the first time, that I was free.

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