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    I was caring before I knew what the word meant. My stuffed toys had every illness going; I made them better with empty syringes of 'medicine', cuddles and bandages made of rags. I washed them in the bath, I fed them and let them loose when they were well enough.

    I moved on to human patients when my sister scraped her knee. I completed a First Aid course aged 15, and waited for the day when I would get the chance to save someone. If you ask a qualified nurse why they wanted to be a nurse, I'm sure they will give you some story about education and personal qualities. I have all of that. But I saved my Mother from herself, and I'm sure as hell I can do it again and again.

    I could tell you about my work experience, how good I am with people and how my personal experiences lead up to this career choice, but there's not really much point because thousands of other people are telling you exactly the same thing. I've only got 47 lines, and if this doesn't get me in then I don't know what will. There's an ache in the middle of my chest that only stops when I think about nursing. I didn't think I could do it, so I tried to squeeze myself into other things; author, comedian- the list is endless, but they didn't fit.

    I'm not promising to be the best Nurse the world has ever known. I'll make mistakes, but I'll try my hardest.

    I didn't write anything like this. I wrote about my work experience, my personal qualities and how good I am with people. Education comes under another section. So far I've had two rejections- one because I failed the maths test.
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