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Personal Narrative: My Growing Up In Baltimore Maryland

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I grew up in inner city Baltimore Maryland. Neither of my parents were or are followers of Christ. They divorced when I was very young. I spent most of my life moving from place to place with my mother and two brothers. I gave up on high school when I failed my freshmen year. I didn’t have a care in the world about anything except my own desires and needs. My mother started to get in trouble with the state of Maryland because I was not old enough to be out of school. She cut me deal by saying if I went to school until I was old enough to drop out, she would sign my drop out papers. So I went back and started in a new school. My first day I met a girl on my bus stop, we became friends and she invited me to her youth group. I was hesitant at

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