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Personal Narrative: Single Parent Home
I come from a low-income, single parent household. My father turned himself into immigration services before I was born. My mother is disabled and I have two younger sisters to look over. I have had to step in my mother’s shoes at a very young age.
My mother teached me the importance of group effort.

My mother and I alternated responsibilities in order for us to have a roof under our head. She was in charge of making ends meet and I had to take care of my sisters. My responsibilities were getting my sisters ready for school,taking and picking them up from school, feeding them, helping them with their homework , and making sure they showered.While still balancing time for school and sports. Having to take leadership kept me away from certain

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