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Eminem Monologues
Her name was Jeanie
“Have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for? Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for? When they know they're your heart and you know you were their amour and you will destroy anyone who would try to harm her/him.” I was listening to a song that is by a rapper who is known by Eminem. The song was called, When I’m Gone. This song made me think about a time when I lost someone that I loved so much but didn’t get a chance to remind them of that, and her name was Jeanie.
I was never that close with my mom. My mom and I would always argue about thing that were so petty, I got to the point that I never wanted to be around her. On a Saturday afternoon my mom called me downstairs because she wanted to have a mother to daughter talk, which was pretty odd. We talked for a good hour or two. My mom was explaining to me how the things that she has said to me in the past she didn’t really mean, and that one day she hopes that I’ll understand. I’m a very stubborn person. I didn’t want to forgive my mother, I just wanted her to work for my love. So of course I knew that she didn’t mean it My mom was although a great provider, I was never without and never needed anything.
My dad was never really around, and I was never afraid to tell people that. When I turn 15 years old my dad bought me my first birthday
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“Your dad left a voicemail stating that Jeanie has died”, my mom said. I stood there and laugh a little and said, “very funny mom!” I called my dad as soon as I could and asked him was it true about Jeanie’s death. When he told me that it was true all I could do is burst into tears. I couldn’t believe that a person that I was so close with could be gone just in a blink of an eye. She had an allergic reaction to a medication that she was subscribed to by her doctor. Her family, and my dad didn’t have enough money for a funeral so they decided to cremate her

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