She made sure to tell us to pack bathing suits I was hoping we were going to an indoor pool. I wasn’t exactly sure where we were going, but I wasn’t passing up any opportunity to leave the house. “Hurry up and get dress we’re going to be late” The piercing sound finally became calm my mom then yelled and me and my brother My mom and I rushed to get a towel to calm down the alarm. I ran down the stairs to find my brother almost burning down the house. I was awakened by the smell of burnt bacon and the almost never ending sound of the smoke alarm. It was the summer of 2012, on a cool Tuesday morning in the middle of July. I feel like I did a really good job expanding on this topic and really identifying a problem within social media. I tried to make my essay as relatable as possible which I why I chose to use one of my real experiences. The goal I set for myself is to establish the struggles of being a black women and feeling like you're in constant competition with people you should be united with. For my essay my guiding question was In what ways does social media cultivate or challenge media? I tried to incorporate my own experience with black identity and how social media shaped that.
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