Personal Narrative: Hidden Figures

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I used to love writing when I was young; however, I fell out of love very quickly. In middle school, I was an avid reader and enjoyed writing but my eighth grade teacher changed this habit completely. The teacher assigned so many essays that at some point I started to see writing as a chore. This outlook on writing continued throughout ninth and tenth grade because of all the work the teachers assigned. I stopped writing and reading for fun, I only wrote and read for school. However, there was one assignment that I genuinely enjoyed doing last year. Last year, my English teacher assigned a feature story after we finished reading Hidden Figures. He let us choose any “hidden figure” in history and to write about them. At first it seemed seemed

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