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Personal Narrative: My Immigration To The US

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I came to the U.S four years ago with my family. It was really tough to survive in the U.S without help from community or family. I have been working full-time with a minimum wage to help my parents pay bill and buy some grocery. I also have been taking full-time credit student during last four years. Every day of mine during last four years is working and studying.

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