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Personal Narrative: Junior High
Living through both ends of the spectrum and finding a happy medium that I call my own has been one of my biggest struggles through my teenage years. Growing up with an African-American father and a Caucasian mother has showed me the ups and downs of both. However, during junior high I found it difficult to figure out where I fit in because I always seemed to be the oddball out.
Sadly my school was somewhat segregated, unintentionally that is, and I honestly struggled to find out who Steven Thompson was in the midst of these crazy three years we call junior high. Whenever I entered high school I can say that I truly found out who I was and embraced my individuality. When I finally embraced my African-American cultural heritage I started

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