Personal Narrative: Junior High School

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I had one year before ending Junior High. In my white Nikes and tight skinny jeans, I race to the crowd of adolescent females who cared nothing but young lads and entertainment of drama. As I was being brought up by traditional parents, they’ve always lectured me on being the finest human being possible. Most importantly being taught to give kindness to others regardless by their upbringing, and race. In this generation, it is challenging to be your own kind. Especially being grown to a society where it matters what other people think of you. At the age of thirteen to fourteen, this is crucial period where we start to transition to a young adult and mature. As I start to changeover to a teenager, school year was tough by the cause of trying

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