Personal Narrative: Becoming The President Of The United States Of America

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Another day of a mere corpse living through life mechanically, taking a seat and silently starting my classwork once more, so stereotypical. I glanced up from my work, feeling someone’s eyes upon me, seeing a pair of mischievous eyes and jaws mouthing insults. I turn back to my work, puzzled but undeterred. At the time I had no idea I was being bullied, blossoming in a bubble, isolated from the antagonists and misfortunes commonly faced. However, developing in this naive fantasy has allowed me to be more sensitive in recognizing issues and wrongdoing that may plague the world, in my maturation. As I sprouted into my teenage years I desired to become the president of the United States of America, believing I could find answers to major world