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Julia- Life, Death, and the Dog with the Name Pronounced see-s

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Quit-Zachary Gaa
Friday nights were never something to look forward to. When 10-year-old me thought of Friday nights, he thought of pain, suffering, and angst. The thing he regretted the most was the fact that he asked for it.

Friday night was the night where Taekwondo sparring team practice happened. I detested every single thing about it. I hated the coaches, the sport. I hated it. But I asked for it. Now all I want to do is quit.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1hEE_N3odLnI9mM0f3HYn0g63STP2wxTmEpokl2GX8x4/edit

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There are moments in your life that shape who you are. Journeys you have to take just to return to the starting point but with a different perspective than before. I was back at the beginning. I wasn’t worried if people would like my new hair, or if I would get teased because of it. None of that mattered, because I liked it. I liked me. I wasn’t gonna dye it back if people hated it, and I definitely wouldn’t try to hide it. I was done hiding.

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Tonight, I think of you. I am at a dead end, nowhere to go and nowhere to look. Where you are, are you with me? Can you see me? Do you see me thinking of you? Have you checked on mum? She’s with your body, planning your funeral, she’s not okay. I wish you could talk to her, tell her she’s okay. I won’t stop thinking about you. Goodbye. I wonder which part of you I am thinking of, is it your spirit, or your face or the way people talked about you.

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/10_VV_76z3mQhui0lbfSlV5SiU2-Y0hWX1k8QHPmTQ1c/edit

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Jacob Gabriel FERNANDEZ_Jacob, Personal Essay, Final Submission_2

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No Turning Back

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/1-k0fihn9fAinRZLEYMLUMDDgsiqYF4wb9PJ1neqyNcU/edit

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Life, Death, and the Dog with the Name Pronounced see-see

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“To fear is to change; to be perfect is to change often.” - Winston Churchill

Fear. Like an ant about to be stepped on, like a bird falling to the ground, like a cat stuck in a tree.  It is an anchor stuck in the past, preventing you from moving forward. Preventing you from achieving your dreams. In fact, the definition of fear is a feeling induced by perceived danger or threat that occurs. So when most people are boosted with adrenaline for a race, why are my legs trembling? Or when I am going on a rollercoaster, why are there butterflies in my stomach? I thought fear was only supposed to occur when there was danger, not when I am faced with a situation that isn’t even scary.

Fear Through My Eyes

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/1WoLAENjo_cC5Pev_d-P4EZIRy2zWmYAyQYRO1s-4NJw/edit

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/12F0o1T55jZSgkD2_0YvrJ-Izxg3a2m62P_MojK5-t64/edit

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/1DaGwCIkcv9o8hJmWQ7A5CNJ1tTiDP2OpVPzkTQZVtg8/edit

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Surprise You - Tiffany
My mind always like a m
aze, twists and turns, dead ends everywhere. It took me years to realise the type of person I wanted to be, how i wanted to act, who I aspired to be, who I should look up to and what I should believe in. I guess it was just a struggle to find my place, and believe me it still is.

First grade was when I realised I needed to speak up, ask more questions, and make myself less invisible, not only to children around me, but to the teachers as well. It was the first time when my teacher raised her voice at me for being afraid, when my parents started treating me like I was ‘different’.

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The Life of a Violinist

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Not everyone can like you. I knew that. However, I never thought that she wouldn’t like me, I thought she was my friend.

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I have a theory. If we don’t make an effort, if we don’t think we’ll get what we’re shooting for, we won’t. If we have hope, if we encourage ourselves, if we give it our all, we have a chance. You’ll get into the school play, you’ll get your dream job, you’ll find your lost earring.

-Amelie

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When You want something try your hardest

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When You want something try your hardest

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I reluctantly walked forward. My heart was pounding in my chest so hard that it was felt like it was about burst. My palms were sweating. Even though the room was air conditioned, I felt like I was standing on the sun. I had to pull myself together, I had worked so hard on this. I needed to pass.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1yU8m_1vUlXrVyF0sXGuk_djbSK6sW3F8sD9dooKe0k0/edit

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My story

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/11k3RY8zZl9mdlUpw1Gg946b59ypPAzgxUCg247Ip34U/edit?usp=sharing

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I used to think that hiding myself was my best option, but the only reason I did it was because I wasn’t confident enough. I don’t concentrate on how to change myself but I work more on finding my positives and expanding it. Whoever stays, stays, and whoever leaves, leaves. Therefore the key is really just to love yourself.

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Whenever I look back to these moments a smile appears on my face because it was more than doing a good deed or giving back to others. Giving back creates a chain, it inspires others to do good deeds. It’s about creating a new culture where we focus on giving rather than receiving. Those moments have shaped me to become who I am today and whenever I do a deed or give back to people it’s not because I was told to or forced to, its because who I am.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1_zqagE1jOTqlgSq5ghh80Rn3kppTw-FCPUYlCnAyAbg/edit