Where I'm From...
I'm from the smell of my mom's cooking whose face sweats over the hot burning stove from the food and forks in our mouths and the food on our plates. I am from a home of love and affection, i am from a home of those who care most about me and my future , i am from a home of a single, dedicated, hard nosed, hard working mother who never falters a step and is always present with a smile on her face. I am from a future of flawless athletic aheivements that have yet to be recoginzed because of my financial stature in my society... i am from a household family of people who will never quit or fail at anything that is thrown at us no matter how difficult the challenge may be . I am from a life of achievements overshadowed by money and the failure to stop myself from believing in everything i believe in... I am from the righteous path of GOD and all he has blessed me with through my involvement in others lives I am from everything that defines me and that of what makes me the man i am today.
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