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The Glass Castle-

 A woman on the street

When we were young, we didn't see or value all things that our parents do for us. She's trying change her parents life but she didn't know they're happy. She feels embarrassed for her roots, for the people who gave her live. 

In my opinion she thinks if her parents had expensive clothes or shoes, she can go with them to any place or money is everything but she doesn't realize that the little things she doesn't like are what makes her parents happy. Maybe they need help but if they don't want it, she can't force they. She doesn't wants share her parents life with her friends.


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