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Personal Narrative: UCLA High School

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“Are you sure you have everything?” my mom asked one last time. I smiled and nodded yes for the fifth time. My mom, dad, and half-asleep little sister walked with me out of the small conference room along with other sad, but proud families. This was the last time I would see my family this summer for I was participating in the UCLA High School Summer Research Program (HSSRP). My dad looked at me and grinned. He held his hand out and we fist bumped. “Good Luck,” he said in a calm tone. After saying bye to my mom once more, we went our separate ways and my new challenge had begun. I was not prepared for what was coming next. A group of thirty high school students were shoved into dorms for eight weeks and were expected to learn and create a
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