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Mint Chocolate Ice Cream
I am Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream: a blend of bold, rich chocolate infused with a tangy and bittersweet minty flavor which combines to provide a strong flavor that represents who I am. Mint Chocolate Chip is a contradiction between two different flavors that should not have been blended in the first place, yet due to some odd man’s creative endeavor they came together, inevitably becoming one of the most known and beloved flavors of people throughout the world. Don’t get me wrong, some people I have come across hate the taste and cannot even stand just a whiff of Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream. But the people who love it cherish every bite of the bold, strong, tangy flavor that knocks their taste buds out. Similarly, I am a contradiction of two blended flavors that create my identity.

At nine, I was the bold, rich familiar flavor of chocolate. My favorite ice cream flavor was Chocolate, as it was also for a million other children in the world. I was just like any other child who thought that the world was a magical and perfect place. There was no wrong or right, no rejection or failure; I was part of the crowd and strived to not be the elephant in the room. I shared similar interests, clothes, and Barbie dolls with the other girls in my school and knew what I wanted for my future. I planned out a map of my life, where I was going to be by the time I was 10, 15, and 20 and what I would be doing. By age ten, I was going to graduate fifth grade and receive an award for best performance in the annual school play. At fifteen, I would be a high school spelling bee champ. Finally at twenty, an age that would leave me turning gray and old, I would be at a prestigious college earning straight A’s and studying criminal justice in preparation for a career in the police force. At the time I was fearless, naïve, and innocent. I thought I knew the pathway to my future and that only happy endings existed. Funny, how life can take a turn, without any kind of notification or

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