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I stared at the letter in my hands as tears streamed down my face. I read it three times, maybe four or even five, but the words didn't change, and I wasn't dreaming.
"Phoenix Rising Scholarship." full ride, living expenses and the part that made my throat close up was the medical coverage for immedaite family members.
This was-
More tears streamed down as I had no words to say or knew how to recover from this. I couldn't even think of the words. I couldn't let myself believe it was real because this can't be real.
"Congratulations, Mr. carter." The financial aid counsellor was smiling at me like she had just handed me the key to the universe. "This scholarship was designed for students in your exact situation, and you're the perfect candidate."
My fingers tightened on the paper as I lifted my tear-stained eyes and looked at her. "Who funded it?" I asked.
