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Personal Narrative Of My Life Of Sadie Silver
My name is Sadie Silvers I was born at Hamilton Medical Center in Dalton, Ga. On April 9, 2003 to Michele and Ricky Silvers. My parents earned a living by my dad working at Yellow Freight Lines in Ringgold, Ga and my mom was a stay at home mom. The very first out of many houses I ever lived in was off of Highpoint Drive. One of my most talked about memory in my first year was when my sister dropped me on my head when I was nine months old (she was stunting with me because apparently I was a good flyer). One of the worst things that has ever happened in my life was when my parents got divorced. I was five at the time so I had no idea what was going on and as a five year old it was tough. But after it all happened and my parents told me they
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