Personal Narrative: My Stereotypes

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One year later my mom marries a guy older than her about fifteen years old, but he looks younger than age. He is a US citizen, he has a son younger than me three years old. He is a nice guy, and I have no problem of him and my mom getting together. Middle of my seventh grade, all the sudden I and my mom travel to the US to live with my stepdad. Soon after I start to go school at Davis Middle School, and everything are so new to me unlike anything I could think or imagine in my head, and one thing; that is my biggest problem to me is language, I have no idea what people are talking nor anyone could understand me I feel so lonely, and different to other people. I feel like other people around me are talking about me, I don’t event know where

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