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Personal Narrative: Growing Up For Me
Growing up for me you think would be fun for me and happy because i'm the only child . No we had our ups and down just like any other family. I was born in Brooklyn and stayed there until i was about 6 months and then move back to Chicago stayed there until i was like about 5 maybe. Before that i remember where we had to travel with my dad places because he was a truck driver. Slept in back of the truck i guess you can say we struggle . Living in Chicago we was living with family members and trying to survive . My parents tried to make the best for me did everything they could for me having jobs to support like they do know that i'm 18 in high school. They always told me to be better them an accomplish things. I'm going to learn from that
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