I was born on the second day in the month of September, on the year of the pig,1995. I'm the last child in the family. I don't remember much during the early years of my infant life as I never heard nor asked about it from my parents, and I also doesn't have prove of it because there doesn't any pieces of prove that I will be proud of, as a history of my infancy life. The first and foremost important picture of my early chilhood that still exist till now in my sub-concious mind
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