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Sep 2018
High school is hard. It’s a time period where you are trying to find who you are. However, you stray further away from that goal because we are so caught up in trying to impress others and be more like them than ourselves. We change our hair,our style and sometimes even our slang. We try to change our personality but that’s harder than it sounds so instead we tweak it and learn how to fake it. After all the quote is ¨Fake it till you make it.” But how do you know when you have made it? Is it finally when that cute boy you like ask you out? Is it when you have so many “friends¨ that you don’t look lonely? Or is it when you have lost yourself completely to where you don’t even know who you are. You look in the mirror and you see a stranger staring back at you. Is that when you have made it?
Let’s be real. Nobody is going to remember that dress you wore to prom, the one you went broke for, just because people said “*** that’s so cute, you have to get it.” Even though you didn’t like it yourself. Nobody is going to remember if you had the new Iphone X, that you begged your mom for and she got it for you even though she couldn’t afford it and she went even deeper in debt but she wanted you to be happy so she got it for you. Nobody is going to remember that you were that one girl with the Air Force A1 Nikes. The ones your dad got you instead of getting new shoes for himself because his back is hurting but he rather see you happy.  Everyone is sacrificing things just so you can be “happy”. When in reality the only thing people are going to remember you by is if you were nice or rude to them. Because all the other things don’t  matter. The only thing that really matters is if you can look at yourself in the mirror and be happy and I mean truly happy with what and who you see. Because that is what people are going to remember when you’re walking across the stage to get that diploma. All that matters in that moment is your hard work, dedication and staying true to yourself. Not who you were friends with. Not what you wore. But how you treated others including yourself.
Aireyonna
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Aireyonna  16/F
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