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Personal Narrative: Camels Hump Middle School

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The day before I started middle school, my older brother, Harrison, asked me what I was the most excited about. I replied, rather foolishly, that I was excited to get lost. I held a vision in my mind of Camels Hump Middle School as a huge and complicated building, Hogwarts-esque in scale, with twisting hallways and hundreds of unique rooms. I wanted to explore, get lost, and take a big step outside of my comfort zone. Harrison let me know that our middle school consisted of 4 hallways, nobody gets lost, and staying inside of comfort zones is like a professional sport in middle school.

Thankfully, the world is a whole lot bigger than middle-school. The important decisions that have guided my life are directly tied to my desire to get lost

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