Personal Narrative: My Own Lens

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As I have progressed though high school, my grandmother has always told me never to take my youth for granted. She says as one grows older, one sees the whole world though different lenses that one had never thought of before. As a senior about to graduate, and as much as I love her, those are not comforting words to here. Given that, I have decided to just let things happen,and I'll see though my own lenses for now.