Personal Narrative: I Am An Exchange Student In America

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I am an exchange student in America right now. I came to America not really knowing what I wanted to do in the future and also trying to figure out who I actually am. Throughout my exchange year I had to go through a lot of ups and downs. Let's just say it wasn't really the ideal experience I had hoped for. Now you are probably asking yourself why I want to stay here for another year and even for college? During my year here in America I have grown up. I am much more mature and responsible than I was ten months ago when I was still living in Germany. Going through all these struggles with my first host family and my first two schools in Antioch,without my family or friends being here, actually helped me to mature. Even though sometimes being

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