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The Pride of a Lion "Cut your hair, already", several fifth graders yelled at me as they pushed me against the hard brick wall. I tried to argue with them, but there were to many of them and then one of them punched me in the gut. I fell to the ground hard and started crying. I remember feeling so confused, trying to figure out what I had done to them. People started crowding around …

…went through but instead self respect. This is a brief glimpse of my life on what I went through in schools and how I overcome it. I never had nor never will have the urge to cut my hair, and be like everybody else. I sort of like being unique and different, this way I am a voice in the crowd because I just do not want to blend in with everyone else. THE END