The begining

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Life...this is the word that means everything.We live and we die.Then we go to an amazing place or one with fire.This is how my life begins.I was given birth to my mother and father.I was born with a oddly shaped head and then it got to normal.When we got out of the hospital I was honored in my church.Then when I was 8months old,I fell off my mom and dads bed and I wasn't breathing.I almost didn't make it.Later on my brother was born.He was such a beautiful baby,and I loved him so much.Years passed on I was 6 while my brother was 4 that's the year I got diagnose with A.D.D.(attention definition disorder)That's also the year my dad decided to have surgery where he can play on the floor with his kids because he was to big to.So he had surgery.When he got out of surgery he didn't do so well.He was always sick,ate nothing,and he was praying everyday to got better.I asked him one day if he was gonna be their on my wedding day and he said,"baby I'm gonna be ok,I'm gonna be their on your wedding day."Well later on he was wrong....

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