Iowa State University Undergraduate College Application Essays

My stomach lurched violently as if it had been caught on a fishhook and jerked suddenly forward. The scene before me, a bunch of shorts and t-shirt clad high school marching band kids puffing through various instruments, swayed and became blurry,...

My favorite childhood activity was bringing my bedroom outside. I would lug out everything I could and drape it throughout the shrubs that lined the apartment property where I lived. There were no trees, so I couldn’t have a treehouse, but I could...

I wake up to deathly quiet.

My mind roams against my wishes, seeking to establish mental contact with anybody that might be in close range. I plant wooden feet on the floor and stagger to a section of my bedroom wall which turns into a mirror when...