I do not know how to start telling my story, now that I think about it, my only virtue is to see the positive side of things, even if it sometimes fails. Although it is impossible to believe life for me, my memories, my days, began my 3 years.
3 YEARS AND THE BEGINNING
I remember perfectly that day, my uncles married, they had let me wear the rings and I was very happy. At the end of the ceremony they let me go with them in the car to the living room, I liked to explore, it was very big and very illuminated. With my two cousins we had climbed an elevator and ended up in another room we got lost; When we went down, all my family were there, they saw me as if I had done something very bad that day I would begin to realize that my family did not love me very much or at least I was not someone they wanted to be with.
In this year did not happen many things, visits to the doctor, go to my aunts and uncles (my brother was a year and he did many studies), in other words I was just in my house
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INEXPLICABLY ME (It will make you cry)
Non-FictionWell here I leave you a little autobiography, it may seem exaggerated or fancy but that's how it all really happened. My memory is very good although this is very good for school or things like that, believe me it is a real hell to remember in detai...
