Overcoming Autobiography

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I was born in Philippines and was three years old. I was an average three year old kid, annoying, dumb and funny. Sometimes I would be happy and cheerful and other times I would be irritating and sad. I lived in a small house, with my mom, dad and brother. One time a snake got in my house, so my dad immediately killed it. Those fun and exciting moments were going to end soon. It was a few days before the month of May. I woke up in the airport, with my brother and mother. They were waving at my dad, that was going into a white flying object. My dad waved back and went into the object. After a few minutes the object flew into the cloudless, sunny sky. What was happening, I wondered. A few minutes after, we went home. And he never came back. Nothing was the same after my dad left. It was boring without him. Six months after my dad left, my mom suddenly took me and my brother to the airport. Most of my family and friends were at the airport, waving and saying goodbye to me, my mom and brother. I was just three years old. I didn’t know what to do, and what was happening. My mom then announced that we were moving to Canada. “What is Canada?” I wondered. What is this word called “moving”. …show more content…

My mom said it was a plane, and that it would take us into the sky. It was also my first time in a plane, an object that goes a 1000 ft up into the air. Me, my mom and brother entered the plane, me and my brother were bewildered to how this mysterious plane worked. The amazing object that goes high up in the sky. 12 hours past, we are now in Canada. It was February and almost my birthday, we left the plane and looked for my father, he moved to Canada to find a job, so we have at least someone to rely on. The airport was huge, and many people were in it. There were people that were looking for their families, trying to scare them. And other people just hugging their other family members and

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