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Personal Narrative: Finding Myself At Middle School
Finding Myself at Middle School Being trapped in the state of fear and lack of self-confidence caused me to struggle socially and mentally, but soon I realized how much I have grown as a person. Therefore, I am no longer afraid of starting new and taking a step forward, all thanks to my experience at my middle school MSA (Magnolia Science Academy).
It was a sunny day in August when I nervously started 6th grade at a new school named MSA, a charter school located in Santa Clara, with less than 500 people including middle and high school. I started off with several challenges: making sure to achieve straight As, trying to form new friendships, and being in a new environment.
During the beginning of 6th grade, I was terrified of not being able
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