College Admissions Essay-Knock Through My Mistakes

"Knock-Knock"
"Yes, please"- I said. There stands a beautiful lady with an extraordinary pleasing smile, charming face, and a dirty white complexion - with a cup of coffee in her one hand. Her somehow wrinkled skins were imbedded by her superfluous beauty. She then served me a coffee and talked to me for a while about my study and so on. She was always supportive to me no matter how bloody worse I was from the inside. She is the one who I regard as my god- my entire world- my Mom. Those days were full of enjoyment and jubilation. In fact, my mother is a school teacher who teaches Nepali. I used to study in the same school. In addition to this, she was my class teacher for 3 years. My failure period, although transient but I found it immortal,

There was no one who could defeat me." Actually, these bolded characters are the superficial feature that I possess in front of others eye. I was not, indeed. I was the one who cheated the most. But that cheating doesn't necessarily mean to copy the text in exam hall or exposing garrulous property with mates to get the correct answer. This was a bit unlike. As being my class teacher, my mom used to store all the questions of my grade exams in her laptop. In case, it was printed I used to peek through the window glass to know where she would hide it. And whenever my tests approached, I used to enter the room or her laptop inconspicuously to find out the questions. Then, I copied all the documents in my pendrive. After all this I am pretty sure even the wicked students in class can top test. I was not such weird student though. So, it was much easier to me- just like melting salt in water. I regarded these days so profoundly respected. I used to be happy despite cheating other. I regarded this as my triumph. By the way, everybody did. I was extolled for my fake talent. I regarded this bullshit failure as my success until the late April 2004 when my father noticed my corrupt. Then a tremendous U turn came in my