The Notebook
There is something that ensures uniqueness about everyone: backgrounds, talents, interests, and identities. Deep inside, a defining character which completes and gives meaning to our lives. My father once told me growing up in a large family gave one a sense of living in the real world. To me, it meant learning to make sacrifices for the greater good and being satisfied with what little I was given. To say in the least, I did not feel special and would cry myself to sleep in the self-induced loneliness of my bed, praying with all my might that I would wake up one morning, an only child. An only child meant I could have my parents to myself. This led me to improve myself because not feeling special makes us feel special and in