Making Compromises - Nassau Weekly
The summer after my junior year of high school, I wrote a personal essay titled “Big Shoes to Fill.” It was just raw enough to call my own and polished enough to actually call a personal essay. Here’s how it started: When I was six, my friends and I would meet once a week to reenact the whole plot of Cinderella with alarming detail. We played at the front steps of a friend’s house that, to our young minds, looked exactly like the castle steps in the movie. We wore blankets aroun...
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