Personal Narrative: My Mother's Death

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There are very few days that I remember every detail of. The first one is the day one of my friends died. The second is the day my great grandpa died. The third is the first time I went to Boston and had a trip I would never forget.

On April 13, 2013 my mom, dad, brother, and I flew to Boston after patiently awaiting this adventure that was unlike like anything I’d ever been on before. I’d never been to Boston before this trip and was really looking forward to this new unique experience ahead of me.

My mom is a very frequent runner and really enjoys running long distances, especially half and full marathons. After a lot of years and training and perseverance, she finally qualified for the highest accomplishment any runner can achieve,

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