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In the chilly month of October of 2007 my parents, sister & I moved from an apartment to my aunt and uncle’s basement across the city in Woonsocket, Rhode Island for a long year. Once we moved my whole family had suffered negative experiences. In the beginning, we were adjusting to live in such a confined area. First, my sister was the lucky one. She was old enough to where she would stay at her friend’s house majority of the time but when she did stay at my aunts she slept on the couch. I cringed when she used to complain. I had to face more negative than positive. I slept on an air mattress on top of a cart. As soon as I would roll over, the air mattress fall and there I was laying on the floor. Not only was the sleeping situation horrible,

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