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I am a BRAT


Yes, I am a brat. I am not wealthy, nor receive loads of presents for my birthday or Christmas. The greatest gift I receive is my life like no other. I travel all around the world, try new foods, speak different languages, and meet new people. Traveling is my motivation and it was given to me. No, I did not choose this life, but I am forever thankful it chose me. Nobody's life is perfect though. I move constantly and so do other people. In and out, in and out of my life. "Nice to meet you" and "see you soon" are common phrases. I miss out on spending thanksgiving with my grandparent's home cooked meal and having my best friend with me until I graduate highschool. Despite all of the hardships, I have the most exciting life that motivates me to want to travel and do more everyday. Some might call me a brat and they are right because I am a military BRAT. 

 
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