Personal Narrative Analysis

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The world looks different to me; flowers lack detail, all trees appear to be identical, and the fish in the sea are blurry to me. I was born with a rare eye disorder called Peters’ anomaly. Due to my visual impairment my view of the world, in actuality, is diverse. I might not have excellent vision with my eyes, but I have a different type of vision. I have a vision for innovation and creativity. The simplicity of everyday tasks for the average person is an obstacle for me that I have no option but to surmount. Getting a cup of coffee is a task that most would say is easy and it takes little to no effort. I agree that it’s easy, but for me such a simple task isn’t as effortless. To read the type of coffee I want I have to take out my iPhone

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