Yá'át'ééh shik'éí dóó shidine'é, shí éí "_____" yinishyé.
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When I was younger, my grandmother told me stories of gods and monsters. Stories of warriors, of tricksters. And when I was younger, I thought they were just that. I thought those stories were nothing, and I was embarrassed to know them. I was embarrassed of a lot of things. However as I've grown older I've realized that was foolish. As a time of gods and monsters had risen once again, so did the time of those who protect the people. I'm one of those protectors. I was given a strong medicine, and that medicine gave me a gift, a gift to carry us past our old wounds into the future. My shame made me a coward, I ran away from who I was on both sides. I scrubbed my tongue of my languages, scrubbed my mind of my cultures. But one day, I gifted me with a strong medicine. My elders always asked me, "What will you do for your people"? I have an answer to that now. There are many who call me a menace, but my people call me
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✚𝝢α་αᏕḣ𝐣𝑒་ɨɨ✚
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