Personal Narrative: Her Mother's Life

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Her parents were looking out for her; they were trying to protect her from something they had to go through and suffered from for a large portion of her lives. Because of this, they were not supportive of her hopes and dreams, or what she aspired to be. Unfortunately, her mother died before she became successful and famous. Her parents were looking out for her; they were trying to protect her from something they had to go through and suffered from for a large portion of her lives. Because of this, they were not supportive of her hopes and dreams, or what she aspired to be. Unfortunately, her mother died before she became successful and famous. Her parents were looking out for her; they were trying to protect her from something they had to go

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