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Personal Narrative: Buying A Home
I never had a childhood which you see in the movies. I spent most of my time playing with my friends or going to school. My parents had a language barrier because couldn't really understand english and I was their personal translator. Since I could speak I would explain to people what my parents were trying to say. They knew how to speak a bit of english but not enough to have full conversion or convert the message across. When I was twelve years old my dad and I started working on the tax returns, and that was a huge swing in the amount of which they relied on me. It took awhile the first time but I got used to it. Early 2013 my parents decided to buy a house and the whole process was left up to me. I had to work with the real estate agent

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