Personal Narrative: 'I Have A Child'

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I am wild. I wonder if I’ll ever have a child. I hear crying and laughing . I see a number dialed. I want my food mild. I am wild. I pretend I’m not hurt. I feel broke inside. I touch my phone waiting for a text. I worry about the days to come. I cry when I’m mad. I am strong. I understand I’m not perfect. I say I’m okay. I dream about a better day. I try to hold it in. I hope I live to 100. I am human.
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