Personal Narrative: A Beard's Life

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A Beard’s Life
In Ancient Indian civilizations, long beards were venerated as a symbol of dignity and virility. In fact, it even served as capital for debt settlement. I started growing facial hair at the age of 12. Not pre-pubescent fuzz, but actual bristles that flowed seamlessly from the hair on the side of my head to my chin. As you can imagine, this set me apart from the other 7th graders. I was awarded an air of wisdom and maturity that precedes my age, and teachers somehow attributed my academic aptitude to it. Over the five years of its existence, however, my beard has transformed vastly, and in every way, I have come out the better for it.
In my middle school days, fitting in was a priority. This was made difficult, but not solely

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