Personal Narrative Analysis

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“It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end”. Throughout my adolescent years I have complied with everything anyone would say to do. I was a people pleaser always being pushed around into doing things at times I was okay with and at other times I did not want to accept the task at hand. As I transitioned into a teenager I began to defy everything and everyone around me. I was always in a daze, hoping that I could escape the world around me. No one knew how I felt or I believed cared. I became numb to any emotion I had and neglected my responsibilities. My transition from a junior high school graduate to a high school student was very rough on me. I was so close to the edge

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