Personal Narrative: My First Year In The United States

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My first year in United State I have to take care of myself because my mom wasn’t with me and that year I was improve a lot. In my point of view, we have to have this three things to be an adult: be responsible , know what is good or bad and think about something before making a decision. Be responsible is very important to be an adult, On that year I was really hated school but I woke up everyday to go to school because I know that was my responsibility, I have to do it because my parent believe in me that is why they sent me here.

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