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Personal Narrative: Red Hair

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As I pushed the large cold doors, the immediate cool air in the doctor’s office immediately sent a chill down my back, which made the hair on my arms stand up. Once I walked towards the receptionist that had bright red hair which resembled Ronald McDonald, other patients turned towards my direction due to the “click, clack” noise that my high heels caused. I started to roll my eyes due to the aroma of disinfectant spray filling my nostrils with such a force. As I was waiting in line to check myself in, the male behind me was so close; you would have mistaken us for a couple. With the smell of lysol causing me to become daze and now male arm pits causing me to become nauseous, I knew this was going to be long visit. While sitting on the bright

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