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Personal Narrative: Moving To Yorba Linda
In the world of modern technology, filled with the internet, it is very easy for a person to manipulate their true character. These days it seems far too difficult to meet someone who truly expresses who they are in person. After moving to Yorba Linda in the seventh grade, I experienced this problem. School was about to start soon and after just moving in the area I didn't have anyone to talk to, I was lonely. I didn’t know what to do. And even worse, I was extremely shy. As the first day of school rolled around I decided to just stay calm and just listen to my teachers, but deep down I was nervous. The first few days went by fine, I didn’t talk to anyone or eat lunch with anyone but I didn’t have any problems. Of course, however, I knew I
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