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Personal Narrative: Carly's Crossing
Since I was young, my parents have always taught my sister and I the value of giving your time to help others. When my mom had asked if we would be interested in being volunteers for Carly’s Crossing ten years ago, I would have never guessed the impact I could make not just for pediatric cancer patients and their families at Roswell Park, but the impact volunteering had on myself. Looking back, I have now realized that Carly’s Crossing has helped me to build character.
Having confidence in myself is something I think is because of being a part of Carly’s. After each year’s event, I have always walked away with a sense of pride and accomplishment, which in turn has helped me to become more confident in myself and the things I do. Being a part

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