I stood upright in front of a full-length mirror with an overwhelming feeling that was both strange and unfamiliar I hardly recognize the face as my own. It was the longest time I've ever gazed at myself without flinching. I ran my hand through the silky undercut stubble of my pixie hair once more and disorientation seemed to finally wear off. With a...

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“Miss Anie! Miss Anie!” exclaimed the several students approaching me all at once, folders and pens in their hands. I gave them ‘the look’ and without further prompting, the kids formed a line and one by one, clearance forms were being handed to me. I cramped my fingers up, clenched a pen and in slanted cursive, I signed my initials, N.G.O, that looked everything...

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