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  • Essay / Personal Narrative Essay: The First Day My Sister Was...

    I looked at everyone that night and smiled. In the end, nothing mattered except that we were all together again. I realized how lucky I was to have a caring family. Not everyone has someone who will do anything for you. When my family learned that my sister was possibly in danger, everyone stood up and helped. I noticed how important family is to not take things for granted. We can't trust just anyone. There are bad people that you think you are close to, but in reality, they only bring you down, and the only people who will always be there for you are your