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May 2015
Was this supposed to be the woman to care for me?
The woman who should have taken care of her infant instead of partying?
Yes.
Does she mean anything to me? No.
How could I possibly love a stranger that is considered to be my mother?
my mom was never there for me. She was too busy being with friends. I was raised by my grandma and aunt.
Teresa Reyes
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Teresa Reyes  Hesperia
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