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Personal Narrative: Breast Cancer

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In late fall 2011 I had begun to settle down. I was very familiar with my new school; I had built up a great reason repeoine with my teachers, I did not quite connect with my old friends, but I had met new ones. Everything was going well except my family life. I went to school one day at 7:15a.m. arrived at home at 3:00p.m. did my homework and at 4:00 p.m. I was thrown into adulthood in the blink of an eye when my mom uttered these five words “ Yakira I have breast cancer “ I started to scream no mama no, that’s not fair, I balled up in a little ball and my mama held me as I cried in her arms. My mother cried my

tears and proceeded to tell me that she did not want to tell me because she did not want to burden me, that is why I love my mother
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