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Personal Narrative: One, 000 Babies Die One Their First Day

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Did you know that over 1,000,000 babies die one their first day every year. I was almost one of those babies, where you. It all started on January 26 2004 the day I was born. The day there was screaming, crying and so much more. I was born at the St. Cloud hospital. The date was January 26 2004 also the birthday of my BFF. Another person who was born on that day is a TV actress in the show The Thundermans, Addison Riecke. My Mom of course was there and so was my Dad. My sister who was 7 at the time was not at the hospital instead she was with my grandparents. When I was born I wasn 't breathing properly. I was put on a breathing machine to try and help me breath. The breathing machine stabilized my breathing but my heart was still

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