My Med School Application Was Withdrawn Overnight—And My Sister Was Responsible

cross-legged on my bed, laptop balanced on my thighs, a half-cold mug of coffee abandoned on the nightstand. My room was dark except for the bluish glow of my screen, and the rest of the house had gone quiet hours ago. Every few minutes, I refreshed my email—the application portal, my inbox, even the spam folder sometimes, just in case.

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