Personal Narrative: My Mother

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A family member that I can communicate with the most would my mom. My mom is easier to talk to because she has gone through the same stuff that might be currently going through, she doesn't want me to get even more hurt than what she did when she was in school, and she is a very helpful supporting mother. She understands how a girl feels when certain things happen. She understands a lot about middle/high school drama, she is very good at giving me advice and what to do with those types of decisions. My mom helps me in the positive way by showing that she cares what happens in and out of the house every day. She says things like, "don't listen to them, they aren't any better than you", "they don't have anything better to do", or "they get bullied so they do it to others so that they feel better about themselves". …show more content…
But I feel sometimes that I make her stressed because of what's going on at school; it's almost too much for her. My mom and I don't do a lot together because I'm not home much, I'm either at work, home or hanging out with friends. But when something is going on at school, then we end do something like going out to eat. If I could take time back and I was younger, I would want to spend more time with my mom because I've never realized how much she cares for me to this day and I regret that. When my mom and I have a day together we go to Sioux City, go out to eat and go shopping. Those are the kind of days and what we like to do together in our free time on the

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