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Personal Narrative: A Career In Forensic Science

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Following my examination of the bullet holes, I went to the station where I would place the tip of all ten of my fingers on the wet, black ink pad and roll each finger from one side to another in the designated square on the paper. I watched as the woman wrote my name on the top of the paper that now had my fingerprints. Little did I know this would become my future. My sixth grade self sat at the front table of the classroom and listened to a police officer lecture us about forensic science. I was discontented when he told us our unit would not be like an episode of Sherlock. Besides being displeased with the new information, I was still interested in the topic of forensics. Following the officer’s lecture, each person in the class chose
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