Personal Narrative: Personal Experiences Of Women

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I met strangers who eventually became great friends and sisters, they give me advice, a shoulder to cry on, they were the cheerleaders along the way edging me to keep my going going further , they gave me strength, optimism and support, they inspired me but most of all they understood fully what I was going through , not because they were clever or read up on broken and battered women , they have been there before ,just like me .They even understood when I told them I still loved Daniel , that's how sweet they were .My friends were the rose petals the wind had spontaneously blown onto my dusty road, they experiences paved the road for me making it so much easier and for that I will forever be grateful .
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