Introduction:
This reflective essay will tell you about my life. The story of my life is not really much different than the story of any other person I know.
The key point about this essay is that my past is present in this explanation.
Mom's Behaviour:
I was not happy at my childhood time. It was due to my mom's way of behaving with me. I don't want to realise my past days. Tears crowls on my chicks with vibrating lips and watering throat. I hate my childhood.
My Childhood Memories:
I am a child of a single mother. I have always felt her love in my heart. But, as I grew up, I found out that she was not loving me as much as before. When I asked why she didn’t have any feelings for me, she said that it was because of her bad behavior that made it worse for me to grow up.
The First Few Years of Child is a golden time to provide all-purpose of life through behaving:
The first few years of a child's life are the most important. Parents should establish a deep and strong bond with their children at this time so they will be able to support them unconditionally for the rest of their lives.
Child's life:
The developmental periods of a child's life can be divided into three stages: infancy, early childhood, and adolescence. The first few years of a child's life are the most important. Parents should establish a deep and strong bond with their children at this time so they will be able to support them unconditionally for the rest of their lives.
The Teenage Years:
Becoming a teenager is an exciting time. It is filled with new experiences and opportunities. Sometimes, the teen years are also filled with confusion, anger, and sadness. These are all normal feelings for teens to experience during this time. With the help of family, friends, counselors, or other trusted adults, these difficult emotions can be navigated safely.
Conclusion:
I miss my mom; I miss hearing her voice and seeing her laugh. I want to say goodbye, but she is still there for me. I loved my mother dearly, and she was an important part of my childhood.
I don’t know what will happen to me in the future, but I know that I will grow up and do something with it.
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