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Life That Changed My Life

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Growing up my parents would always teach my siblings and I to be the best we could in anything. Whether we liked it or not my siblings and I would always do things to our best ability. I was about seven years old when all of us started to realize that things at home were changing. My older siblings knew exactly what was going on at the time and would always tell me something to just make me go away, or to think that nothing was going on. I thought about my life at that time, every good thing that happened to me was a blessing. Having a mother who would wake my little brother and I to some good breakfast, she would walk us to the bus stop every morning, and we would pray that the day would be great. Life then was fantastic, not too many worries other than how many cavities I would have at the dentist. Shortly after I turned 8 years old, I could see a change in my parents. They weren't how they used to be. I would come home from school and not find my mom at the bus stop waiting for me, I would come into the house and see men in suits. As a child I didn't know what was going on, but when I saw my older sister cry, I was terrified. No more than a couple days went by and my sister told me what was going on. She told me there was nothing to really worry about. She told me that since my dad came to the united states with a work visa, we as a family weren't allowed to stay after it expired unless we had our resident documents, which we did not. So she explained to me that my parents were going to get a divorce and “marry” an american citizen. At first I was confused, but it all came together later. As a family, we would go visit this white woman, and we were told to make friends with her children, and that we would be like a family for a while. My parents seemed to have really needed those documents, and did everything they could to get them. After they got their fake divorce any my dad was going to marry this lady, my mom started to move some items into my aunt's house just to stay with her for a while. I loved going to my aunt's house, there was always something going on that made it fun. I would always see my mom with one of her close friends, he would always try to make me and my little brother laugh. He told

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