My family storyHello, my name is. My dad, he was generous and taught me to recognize the sacrifice. Many responsibilities and he was part of my mother nag a little, but then I knew he cared about me. My mother always told him that I did not grow up, but I wasn't thinking anything, because it is the truth, but she had to teach them what to do, think.
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