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Personal Narrative: Mixed Martial Arts
In this essay I will be talking about how you don't have to be bigger to be better.

In elementary school, I was very short. A Lot of people teased me about it, they would say stuff like “how's the weather down there,are you a midget,did you shrink?” Back then I really got in my feelings because that all people would say to me. I wanted to be tall so i could make fun of them,but that never happened.no i'm still short but I don't care if someone says something about my height because I realized that's part of life.someone is going to test you even if you don't know them.

A lot of people think if you have big muscles you can beat anyone up. Well that's wrong, when I was into MMA (mixed martial arts) i was extremely good at it because

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