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Wednesday, January 25, 2017

My Future Plans

My name is Mark Jayson Albania, 19 years of age, lives in 35 Balubad Street Nangka, Marikina City. The name of my parents is Alfredo Albania and Rosemarie Albania. I have five siblings, lead brothers and two infants. I am the fifth child in the family. A family that which people have intercourse to degrade and criticize because my biological mother was upright unmatchable of the mistresses of my bugger off that had, a family that has no permanent home because we everlastingly move from one office staff to another. Another story of an entangled family, typical but for me it wasnt the kind of family Ive ambitiousness of, we grew in a course of seeking and sharing prudence from our own father.\nI grew in a world of endeavor of a fathers love and care. I was an eight-year-old minor that time when my mother firm to waive her rights as universe our mother. She left us to our fathers supervision, not because she didnt want us any longer but due to pecuniary problems. My mot her has no reparation job and because she was just a janitress that time and her salary was not enough to raise my sister and I, she said my father has the competence of raising children because he was works in a beau monde and earning a salary which is able of sending his children to school and apparently he wont fail to set tierce meals in a day. This wasnt easy for us because hes not re altogethery being attentive to us and sometimes he doesnt re altogethery cared at all but in that green age of mine, I feel that my mothers conclusion was not displeasing, but all she knew that my father burn gave us the life that she cant give. It wasnt easy for me to register those kinds of things that time because I was just a kid and so for Petes sake! moreover my biological mother helped me to check things every time Im having a badly time making up things on my mind and in that early age, I can say I am awaken in a world where I forever and a day understood and trying unatta ckable to understand things the way they were and I...\n

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