As the young girl walks down the narrowing hallway, everything seemingly stops. Her future could be determined by what lies behind that door.

She stops dead in her tracks from her nerves. A woman stops to ask if she’s okay, and the girl confides in the older woman.

“I was nervous my first time too. You’ll do amazing, I know it. You seem like a kind girl.” The young girl thanks the kind woman and steadily strides forward to the door at the end of the corridor.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘵. With these comforting words repeating in her head she lifts her hand to the door knob. She twists the handle and steps inside.

She hands the job interviewer her resume and shakes his hand. She sits opposite the man behind the fancy desk.

“Let’s start this interview….”