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What Really Matters?

It took me hours to figure out how to begin this paper. Not because I did not know what to write about, but because I spent most of the time reminiscing about my life, the decisions I have made in the past, and my plans for the future. My biggest regret I discovered I had was how I treated my parents when I was going through those moody middle school years. I was never grateful enough; I always wanted more and more. What I did not realize is that my parents were giving me everything they could. I looked around my lunch table that sat ten of my closet friends. On the first day of school, the first day back after Christmas break, and the first day back after Spring Break. What I saw? Fancy new clothes, jewelry, makeup, tan skin from vacations, and new iPhones or I-pods. What did I have to share? A pair of new knock-off brand tennis shoes and some “not so fancy” articles of clothing. I can remember just feeling embarrassed because I was always a few steps behind all my friends when it came to the materialistic things. I could remember never being happy when I received gifts too the point when I made it obvious that I was never satisfied with any gift I received from my parents. What I failed to realize was my parents were paying for my four older sibling to attend college. Two of my older siblings had some help with basketball scholarships, but that is still a lot of money to be dishing out. My parents still had three children to feed at home, not

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