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Personal Narrative: My Fear Of Being Judged In High School
Every year, students come back to school dressed in new, crisp clothes to signify the fresh start of a new year. Girls spend 2 hours on hair and makeup while guys are experimenting with new selfie poses in the mirror. These days, students are too concerned about being judged by their peers. This year, I'm finally a senior, and I still fear of being judged negatively; however, this year was different because I had confidence. I walked into school feeling genuinely happy and confident, rather than the shy scared kid I was not too long ago. Over the summer, I got a job to be a more social person. I involved myself more in the community, and it tremendously improved my ability to work as a team. Even though it may not seem like a major preparation,

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