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The part I consider lowest in my life was when my mom left me with her best friends kids. We all went to the store; I had no money. While everyone was eating their snacks, I asked for some. Everyone in the car spit in their food and asked me was I still hungry. I was. I ate that food. At one point I had no control of my environment, I was just born into it. Once I was exposed to other atmospheres, I began to desire to be in another environment. One where I was not hungry, without...
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The part I consider lowest in my life was when my mom left me with her best friends kids. We all went to the store; I had no money. While everyone was eating their snacks, I asked for some. Everyone in the car spit in their food and asked me was I still hungry. I was. I ate that food. At one point I had no control of my environment, I was just born into it. Once I was exposed to other atmospheres, I began to desire to be in another environment. One where I was not hungry, without lights, water, and a ride. I took my failures, wounds, and current knowledge and bundled it up in a narrative in hopes that someone gets the desire to obtain their desired environment.