Personal Narrative: Racial Identity

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Although my family dealt—and still deals— with it every day, the racial identity never was pointed out. As a little kid, I never understood why my dad sometimes was treated differently for me he always was just my dad. Later on I would understand why, but my idea “you are whoever you are” still was my life credo that I never doubted. I have never questioned myself on what I identify as before the conversation with the person that I met once and thought I would forget the next day, but it became the turning point of my life. It was the June 25th, my friend Tanya’s 16th birthday. I was invited to her house for as she said,“a little party with the closest friends”. I talked to Nicole and Julia, who were also invited to the birthday party, to
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