Anastasia
Three years ago, I was a freshman in college. I was so young, free and innocent back then. I was excited about all the classes I was going to take. I remember entering my very first psychology class. I felt electrified and eagerly absorbed every ounce of information offered. I recall one assignment we got during the first week of classes. It was called Who are you? At first, I thought it was a stupid question. Of course, I knew who I was! However, when I read the assignment in more detail I found the question confronting because for the first time in my life I not only had to think about who I was but why I thought I was like that. For the first time, I really had to think about who I was. I came to the conclusion that although I was shy, clumsy, plain, and awkward, I was actual
