Personal Narrative: From Laos To The United States

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My parents moved from Laos to the United States because they were involved in the Vietnam war. When they arrived in the U.S. Money was very tight for them. So they decided to live in this apartment in San Antonio downtown. When they had my older brother they kind of moved around a lot. Later on my parents worked at a diary to try to support us. Until then they had money to buy another house because there least was up. When they got the new house they had finally had me. So I have basically lived at the house I am living in for about a good 17 years. After that I grew up with very strict parents, they didn't have enough money to put food on the table so we were basically left with whatever was on the table. My mom was mostly strict with

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