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MOM

My Ammi is my superhero, she is that one person that comes to my mind every time that I am in trouble. Ever wonder why every time you end up falling  the first thing that comes out of your mouth is MOM. I love my mom way too much but you know there are things that

 I hate as well.....

I hate how she gets up everyone morning just to make sure that I start off my day with breakfast
I hate how she worries about the entire world but fails to share her worries with anyone
I hate how she ends up giving the last piece of fish to me even when she is hungry
I hate how she ends up buying me more clothes than her when we go shopping
I hate how she fights with me still makes sure that I eat
I hate how she solves my problems but doesn't give me hers
I hate how she get worried when I am ill but doesn't let me do the same
I hate how she act all strong even when she wants to cry
I hate how excited she gets to send me for trips but never goes on one her self
I hate how she ends up crying every time I am hurt
I hate how she makes me smile even when I don't deserve
I hate how she is always excited about my birthday but ends up forgetting her own
I hate how she cooks what everyone likes, I doubt she even knows her favorite dish
I hate how she smiles at me even when I irritate
I hate how she loves me so much even when I am not so great

Mom's are made to love that is what they do all their life .
I LOVE MY MOM


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