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Day 9: The person who has gotten you through the most.

That's my mama. She was only seventeen when she had me, and life has been an uphill battle ever since. I have written tons of things about my mom, and someday I'll probably post some of them, but for now, this is what you get.

Seriously, though. Anyone who could live with me as a horrible, hateful teenager should probably get some kind of medal. The fact that her will is strong enough to take that horrible person and turn her into a responsible, respectable adult really says it all.