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Personal Narrative: My Experience At The Miss America Organization
In the summer of 2015, I began my journey within the Miss America Organization when I was crowned Miss Oakland County’s Outstanding Teen. I never could have anticipated how significantly this experience would shape my life. Wearing a crown and sash was plenty of fun, but the materialistic stereotypes associated with pageantry were trivial pieces to my reign. That summer, I toured my state meeting and speaking for elected officials and community leaders, I completed more than one hundred hours of community service, and I became an ambassador for mental health awareness and education.

This past summer, I had an equally rewarding experience, but with greater financial benefits. After competing at the Miss Michigan’s Outstanding Teen pageant
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