Personal Narrative: One Of Me

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One of Me Oblivious and vulnerable, I enthusiastically flaunted out into the depths of denial as a young, flourishing child. My mother and father had initially left behind their loving family and close friends to pursue their education on fine American soil while also setting their hopes and eyes high upon a successful career and lifestyle. Briskly, they latched onto a few valuables, and at least a couple thousand dollars to sustain themselves, both individuals had soared outwards from Shanghai, China. Home was left behind in the dust and the least of their concerns—will they ever see them again? Ancient, nostalgic memories steadily flow back to me and I hesitantly recall overcoming my first steps, but falling to my dismay. Since my mom
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