Personal Narrative: The Day I Was Born?

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16 years ago, I was born, into this world filled with wonders and unexplained events, places left unexplored and some with strong historical text left behind its tall tales. My life was simpler back then, for as long as I could remember, mother would always be there for me, no matter what happens, father was a strong man, working for the military, he would always show me the correct ways of living my life to the fullest. Brother would always try to mimic our brave father, while I stare and look at his acting thinking how incredible brother was, sister was always shy but never afraid to stand up for me, which I am thankful for. Everything was calm and peaceful, the towns’ people would always offer gifts to us because of my father’s name, and we would always refuse knowing that they don’t have much either but yet they insist. From the day I was born, I was always covered and protected by those who loves me, I could always feel the warmth they provide each time I feel cold inside, they were my family, the family I am grateful for and thanks our lord and saviour for such a wonderful family. When I was 6, I could finally understand my surroundings, gaining more knowledge than ever before as I was send to a high standard school, learning was hard but making some friends were too. As my siblings were there, I saw that there was no need for some friends, I got family, and that was all I need, out of this world filled with knowledge. At the age of 14, I had already made some

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