Chimamda Ngozi Adiclic

The Danger of a Single Story

When I was young I was grateful that we had something to eat because my mom was a single parent we had clean closes. I was always called names and picked on didn’t mind because we had somewhere to sleep and a bed, some people didn’t. I use to get a whipping because I was the oldest, brothers wouldn’t mind. I would love to get over in life at a older age. I would love to see how I can accomplish my goals and I no a lot of people waiting to see it happen.

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