Personal Narrative: Color Blind

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Growing up, I was blind to a lot of things. I did not see color, race, or gender. As a chold I was oblivious to what was going o around me and the on;y time I heard abut what was on the news was when my parents discussed it and I listened in. I never truely understood the world until i grew older and started seeing things the way most people do. As I grew up my parents realized that they could not shield me from the reality of the world, but only guide me in the right path. Th character traits that my parents instilled in me as a child is what makes me what I am today amd makes me believe the things I do.
One of the things that I realized as I grew up is that not everybody sees the world the way I do. No everybody is color blind. People are

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