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Tryout Reflection
When I was in the seventh grade, I tried out for my school’s volleyball team. Leading up to the tryouts I had gone to multiple different camps and had been on two different travel teams. I thought I had a pretty good chance to make the team, but it turns out that I didn't. When I found out I was devastated, I cried for hours wondering why I didn't make the team after I put so much work into it.
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