Personal Narrative: My Personal Identity

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Personal identity is the individual perception that a person has about herself or himself; it is the consciousness of existence. Talking about how I have develop my social identity,I can tell that I am a daughter, friend, sister and girlfriend. I consider myself a person with values and respectful towards others. I am a happy person and I like to cooperate in altruistic actions, I enjoy being able to help people in whatever way I can. I am a 22 year old student and I am also part of a music band in Nuevo Laredo. I believe in myself and I like to achieve what I set out to do.

In addition, I believe that my cultural identity is mixed between Mexican and American culture. I was born and educated most of the time in Mexico, however, I consider

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