Essay on If I Stand At My Dad

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If I stand next to my dad, you can tell that we’re related in some way. We both have wavy jet-black hair that likes to poof up when it gets humid. Our round-shaped eyes crinkle and our cheeks perk out when we smile with our thin lips. We also have glasses that perch upon our round nose. Our height towers above most family members. If I stand next to my mom on the other hand, you probably can’t tell that we’re related. Her straight dark-brown hair that she dyed many times, doesn’t match with my wavy jet-black. She has the thin lips when she smiles, but her cheeks rather stay put than perk out. Her glasses are only perched on her nose when she has to read tiny text. My height still dominants even when she wears heels. This is all physical-wise though. If anyone compared me to my mom by personality, we’re still not the same. Actually, that is a lie that I believed in for a long time. I thought I would never be like my mom because of the things she did and said never made any sense to me. Little did I know I was taking on some things she did. I just never realized it. I will always see seventh grade as a huge time of change for me. The obvious reason would be the transition of having one teacher in your one classroom to moving around and having six different teachers. Being honest though, I got used to the whole moving around thing pretty quickly. The thing that I found most challenging was waking up at an earlier time. I’m the lazy bird that doesn’t care if it…

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