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Personal Narrative: Our Town Center
Suburban. Boring. These words are what seem to echo from an outsider's mouth as they travel by my community. But in my eyes, I see much more. I see multiple families communicating on a day-to-day basis in order to provide a helping hand to one another. I see children, teens, and adults all intertwine in what is known as our town center. I see years of damage on tarnished buildings that symbolize the efforts of multiple people to create a beautiful community for others to live in. Most importantly, I see different families of different races and authentic cultures coming together in a single community. And every single one of them have a unique skill to offer.
Family has always been an important aspect of my life ever since I was old enough

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