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Personal Narrative: Moving To Boston
When I was 10, I moved to Boston to live with my mom, and brother and sister. At first, I had a lot of anxiety thinking about what my father had done to me. I would try to hide it from my mom, but she could tell. It was great to be back with my brother and sister. Over time I became less anxious and less angry and I started to become interested in computers ever since we got separated, things that did not exist for my sins I was way playing with my brother and my sister.
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