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Last weekend was parents weekend so I figured I would write this diary about how grateful I am for my parents. I am so lucky to have my parents. My parents are a great support for me to lean on when I am stressed, which is all the time in college. They are there to listen to me whenever I have a problem and provide an answer or just a caring shoulder to lean on. I know there are people in this very class who are not as lucky as I am to have their parents every single day like I do. I just want to say I’ m sorry for those people, because my parents have gotten me through almost all the troubles I have faced and plan to continue helping me throughout the future. I am very grateful I got to see my parents this past weekend. They brought a part

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