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Personal Narrative: A Personal Journal

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Dear Diary, Its been about 3 months since I have moved to Iowa City. Moving here was probably the best thing that has ever happened to me. I have so many new friends Mica and I are still great friends. I made the baseball team and I am the best player on the team, our record is 10-1 and on our way to the conference championship. Sarah and I are now what you could say boyfriend and girlfriend. We have been dating for about a month now and it 's so far so good. We are officially moved into our new house and have everything unpacked. going from one of the "losers" in school to being on the top with the popular kids feels so nice. At my old school I to deal with bully 's and I wasn 't able to get my work done. Here at Iowa City North high school
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I knew once I stepped through those doors that was home for me. Two weeks later I transferred and started January 4, 2016 the first day back from Christmas break. I was ecstatic, happy, and nervous, but I knew I made the right choice and every day after that has been fantastic. I played sports every season, I joined clubs, and most importantly found happiness. I am into to my senior year and it is flying by like a cheetah on skies.

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