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Personal Narrative: How My Family Changed My Life
Growing up in a small Hispanic town and facing harsh obstacles has given me the privilege to get inspired in many ways to pursue a college path. My mother’s deportation changed my life drastically simply because it gave me a beautiful reason to take my education seriously, and make the eleven years without her worth the struggle. Also, the smile my dad gave me ten years ago, on the McDonald’sdrive-thruu while counting coins and finding out he had barley enough to pay my Happy Meal. When my dad had an affair, which was the day I had my first heartbreak. Getting picked on for having no friends in sixth grade, listening to “weird music,” writing poetry, and living in Arvin inspired me to stick with the goals that I'm trying to become a

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