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  • Essay / Essay on Confidence - 889

    Sleeping was not an option that night, as if I were a small child waiting to attend the first day of school. Early that morning, I asked my brother if he could take me to the bank so I could prepare my spending money for the trip. Arriving at the bank, carefully removing my bank card from my back pocket, I withdrew $4,000.00 in cash through an ATM for the trip, not knowing exactly how much I would need or just in case. emergency. My brother, Dre, was next to me in the driver's seat, wondering where I got the money from, calmly telling him that I had been saving for weeks and picking up extra shifts just to take this trip to Hawaii. He sat there surprised as the 100 dollar bills lay on my lap in a decent bundle that I really didn't think anything of.