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Personal Narrative: My Autobiography
Hi, I was born in July 1997 . My mother told me when I born I had many problems to breath I don´t know why So thankfully nothing happened to me. when I was 4 years old I got an eye surgery thankfully again nothing happened.
When I was a Child my father bought me a super toy . I felt so grateful about that ,but
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