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I am who I am because Sam Smith’s voice makes me tear up, but few other things do, not even death.

I am who I am because in 8^th grade I tried mascara and it gave me an eye infection.

I am who I am because of the trips that I’ve taken to China.

I am who I am because I’ve spent whole summers sitting on the couch, reading novels.

I am who I am because my first grade teacher read the Boxcar Children to our class, and also because my sophomore year English teacher assigned Thoreau to us.

I am who I am because of all of the romantic comedies that I’ve seen, and all of the hopeful love songs that I’ve heard.

I am who I am because I take away too much from inspirational speeches.

Jay showed me this: