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My Hero
Being a hero doesn’t mean you have to wear tights, be able to fly or have super powers. You don’t have to save people to be considered a hero either. A hero could be an ordinary man off the streets or a school teacher. A hero to me is someone you look to for guidance. They help you in any way they can. You learn the difference between right and wrong and you try your best to not disappoint them. My hero is my mom. She had two children ten years apart, found out her husband was having an affair and her mom died the same day I was born. She is the kind of woman I want to be someday.
My mom is amazing; point blank. She has been through so much. Her first child was a boy, which broke her heart because she wanted a girl extremely bad. She tried and tried for ten years to have another child; this time a girl. When she finally got pregnant and found out the gender of me, she knew her family was complete. What she didn’t know was that her husband was doing the unthinkable.
Her husband, my dad, was having an affair with his brother’s wife the whole time she was pregnant. My grandpa Carl told her that he would pay for a divorce, which back then was only $200, but she thought in her mind that she couldn’t raise two young children on her own. She kicked him out for about three weeks but let him come back. It’s sad to say, but that wasn’t the only thing that would happen to make her strong.
I was born November 16, 1994 at 11:52 am. My grandma Mattie B. passed away November 16, 1994 at 11:52 pm; exactly 12 hours after my birth. People always say “When a child is born, they take the place of someone as a real life angel.” My mom lost her mom but gained a baby girl. I am my mom’s angel and Maw-Maw Matt is mine.
My mom dosen’t wear tights, she can’t fly, she doesn’t have super powers nor does she save people on a daily basis. She is my hero because she inspires me to be the bigger person in life and go for my dreams. She is the one who pushes me every day to do my best. My mom is my rock and my best friend. I do everything to make her proud.
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