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Personal Narrative: Welcome To Job Corps
It was a Thursday morning in November. I woke up, got dressed and got ready to take a taxi to 42nd Street in Manhattan with my mother. I was so upset that I had to leave to upstate somewhere I had never been and the thought of living there? Lord knows I wanted to throw up so badly. When I got to 42nd Street I saw the guy that I had an interview with. He said, “Hello Nikki. Are you excited to go to Job Corps?” I lie and said yes. When it was time to leave I said goodbye to my mother and got on the bus.

On my way to Monticello, I saw a white ugly bus and three people with a sign saying welcome to Job Corps. I got on the bus and they introduced themselves to us. There was five people with me on the bus they gave us some snack before we
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