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Personal Narrative: The Controversy Between My Family
I was killed before I was given the chance to live. Before I was born, my teenaged mother was expected to get an Abortion by my own grandmother. Being the strongest woman I know she went against my grandmother’s wishes and had me at sixteen. Therefore, causing controversy between my family, but my mother didn’t care because she knew she was going to have me.

According to Statistics, the daughters of teen parents are 22% more likely to become teen mothers themselves, children of teen mothers are also 50% more likely to repeat a grade, less likely to complete high school and have lower performance on standardized tests than those born to older parents. These were percentages my grandmother believed I was going to fall in and many others, but

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