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Personal Narrative: Adaptable And Hard Work
Three words that would describe me are determined, adaptable, and hardworking.
An example of my determination is me raising my average from an 82 in freshman year to a 93.4 in junior year. An example of me being adaptable is how I moved many times over the course of my life and dealing with hurricane sandy and was still a successful student. An example of me being hardworking because I am able to manage school and work.
Special circumstances in my life include my parents being divorced and living with ADHD. My parents being divorced and made me live a more independent life with my mom being a single mother and working. ADHD has made life difficult at certain times, but i have been striving to over come and do my best.
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