A visit from my mom means everything to me because she was the first person in this world who loved me. It’s like time stops and my heart is finally able to beat again.
Ya, I messed up in the past, but her love is unconditional. Finally I can breathe again and give this person a hug, who I have loved forever.
I want to look my best so I make sure to find some new clothes on the yard for my visit. For eight ramen noodle soups, two dollars, I can buy a new pair of state blue pants, for four soups I can get a shirt.
I count the days for my visit, work out and do my best to be healthy and look good for my Mom. My mom has always been there for me when others have not. Not my homies (buddies) not my so called…
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