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I was in the 8th grade when my dad passed away. My sisters and I grew up in San Diego, CA and lived there for most of our young lives. It was a melting pot of different races and cultures, and … Continue reading
I was in the 8th grade when my dad passed away. My sisters and I grew up in San Diego, CA and lived there for most of our young lives. It was a melting pot of different races and cultures, and … Continue reading