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Personal Narrative: My Name Wasn T Anastasias
Sometimes I wish my name wasn't Anastasia. Since I was little, I've heard the same things over and over from family members. Anastasia is such a powerful name. I can tell you'll be very important when you're older. Then I grew up and everyone realized I wasn't any smarter than the average 5th grader.

I used to love my name. I would say it with pride and smile when people told me how unique it was. Then I started school and everything changed. Everyone would bombard me with questions I had no idea how to answer. Why is your name Greek if you're Portuguese? Why is your name spelt with an s and not a c? I don't really like the way it sounds, can I just call you Anne? What does your name mean? Even when I got older the questions wouldn't stop.
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