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I love mom. She taught me to have fun; to dance in the rain, take early morning walks, climb trees, learn math, eat ice cream with pickles... okay, the last one might be weird but I swear it tastes amazing. She probably taught those to teach me we can have fun wherever we are. We're always moving from one state to another. We'd stay for two or three months before packing our bags and move to another state. That's why I don't have friends. I would make some, but it wouldn't last long for a friendship to bloom. Not that I mind. Mom is all I need. It's always been just the two of us, living through the ups and downs of life together. That's why when mom passed away, I didn't expect I would be under the care of brothers I didn't know existed. (NOT INCEST, I REPEAT, NOT INCEST)
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