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  • Essay / The Story of My Life - 517

    There she stands, five feet and four inches tall, attending the University of Massachusetts Lowell. She never imagined that time could pass so quickly. She remembers graduating from Hellenic American Academy in sixth grade like it was yesterday. She views the photo taken with her friend and best friend, noticing her shoulder-length brown hair and brown eyes in her white dress and cap. Then, just two years later, the same girl graduated from Ste Jeanne d'Arc school. She only wore one glove with her gold cap and gown as she wore a blue cast on the other hand. A few weeks before graduation, she broke her wrist during a Lowell versus Wilmington travel football game; a Wilmington player pushed her down, causing her to fall back onto her right wrist. Due to not attending St. Joan of Arc since fourth grade, she was unable to receive notable academic awards, such as Miss Junior High. This gave him the motivation in high school to achieve the best possible results within his potential; she no longer aimed and no longer accepted me...