Personal Narrative: I Am A Stripped Deck Of Cards

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I am a shuffled deck of cards. Even though the card games you play always have the same rules, you’ll never know what card you’ll exactly get. This is exactly how I am, too. My days are usually very consistent, but how I’ll react to things vary from day to day. Some days I’m completely fine with speaking in front of the class. The next I’m absolutely terrified to. I am a shuffled deck of cards. I’ve been a shuffled deck of cards ever since I was a little kid. I have divorced parents, which mean i have the blessing of switching houses every friday. As a 5 year old, my reactions to switching were never consistent. I’d either be completely fine with switching, or I would be a sobbing mess. It must’ve felt like it depended on

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