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Personal Narrative: Moving To Nepal
Growing up, I experienced life in a certain way and a certain environment that forced me to adapt to that lifestyle at a young age. It made me realize that my perspective on life isn't the same compared to others. Ten years ago, my family and I lived together in New York for about a year before my brothers had to move to our home country, Nepal. Throughout those years I learned to live as an independent and closed girl, however, at the age of fourteen, my siblings reappeared back into my life. From that moment on, I began to have a difficult time letting go of my way of life and changing it so that it blended with theirs. In 2005, my brothers were moved from New York to Nepal a year after their birth. During that time, it was difficult

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