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Has I work from 8 to 5


Has I work from 8 to 5 every single day. I sometimes feel like my life is fading away. Is this the life that lies ahead for me. Will I really not be able to get that college degree. Times are hard and they're only getting harder. i feel like im quitting giving up on the dreams of my father. He passed away back in 2006. And everyday I think about it I can't help but get sick. His death was the hardest event in my life. I sometimes look back and wondered how i survive. Then all the bad thoughts fade away and the dreaming comes to. Deep down I realize dad I am doing this for you. I can't stay here and live the status quo. It's time for me to pick up and shift my life into go. I can't wait till your in heaven and for you to see. Your son walking the stage to recieve his college degree.

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