When I hold my High school diploma, I get such a feeling of accomplishment and self-growth. I'll never forget that day. June 6, 2002, the day of my graduation. I have only felt that kind of emotion on the day my son was born. I was both excited and scared all at once.
This special event took place in the Weber State Browning Center. The building had a long twisted staircase that lead to the second floor. The second floor had a series of four black doors leading into the theater. On the walls near the doors were painting and small head sculptures. I glanced down the hallway and see…
