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My first brush with politics was in seventh grade. I ran for middle school treasurer.
Puffy paints, poster board, handmade stickers and endless drafts of lunchtime speeches abounded as I campaigned against my fellow classmates.
Unfortunately, I lost by the skin of my teeth. Those few dozen votes that stood between me and everything I’d worked toward for so many weeks were both aggravating and enlightening. That was when I realized singular opinions and voices can actually make a difference.