New York University Admission Essays

The idea of the character haunted my mind for days. I couldn’t shake the feeling that while reading this novel, I had heard the ideas portrayed somewhere before, somewhere all too familiar.The first book I was ever to read in German struck a nerve so…

New York University (NYU) has been my top choice for pursuing my education in the medical field. There are several reasons why I am attracted to NYU and believe that it will provide me with the best opportunities to achieve my goals. First and foremost,…

When I was trying to pitch my first business, I learned the hard way that getting in front of the right people is not easy. A stacked rolodex can make a world of difference when trying to secure funding or landing that dream job. Because…

Sitting in the auditorium of Cherry Creek High School, I felt a sudden apprehension in the pit of my stomach. After a long and tumultuous journey, I was here at last. I, along with two of my friends and teammates, had spent the better part…

It is Sunday afternoon and my friends and I are all making nonsense syllables. “Dim dims” and “Ooh bop bops” fill the room and flow out of the windows we have opened in the heat. We’re not crazy – we’re just having a cappella rehearsal….

Every night, my mother transformed. Her alter-ego was no superhero, however. This lady was louder than my mom, a bit slower-moving, and she laughed much more often. She looked the same as my mom, except that her eyes were vacant like one of my dolls….

As I sit down to write this essay, I am reminded of the people in my life who have inspired me to pursue my passion for music. The seeds of my musical career were sown in my childhood, and I have been fortunate enough to…

The letters comprising the word “conversation” can be rearranged to spell “voices rant on”; the phrase “debit card” shuffles to spell “bad credit”; “statue of liberty” jumbles to spell “built to stay free.” Anagrams of words can reveal insightful, or perhaps coincidental, truths. For me,…

An over-achieving comically jubilant class president, a hypochondriac vegetarian, a quietly cynical artist, a pair of environmental and social activists who use their intellect and incredible ability to convey propaganda to save the world from evil, a scatter brained business-conscious computer geek who at times…

I was thirteen, chubby, and small. It was late and it was raining, and I needed to run to the grocery store to get some oven cleaner so my dad could surprise my mom when she came home. I was stopped from completing my honorable…