My mom is a mother type. She is very protective of me, when I want to go somewhere for the day or the weekend. She always wants to know: who I'm going with, where I'm going, is my boyfriend, James, going to. She does like him at all. I tell her I'm 17 almost out of high school, I need my space. She is always breathing down my neck, but I know she means well.
             My mom is always bending over backwards for her friends, family, and me, she likes helping people. My cousin Barbie and her husband Darrell oven broke, they went to the store but they wanted the down payment in cash. It was $125.52 and my mom paid it for them because she wanted to help them out.
             My mom is a nurturing person, when my ex-boyfriend, Marcus, broke up with me my mom confronted me and told me that there will be other guys. She didn't mind that I was cry and angry, she even stayed with me until I fell asleep.
             My mom cherishes everything that has to do with me. She has over six photo albums with pictures of me when I was a baby until now. She has a piece of my hair from the first time I cut it. All of my awards from preschool till I was a junior, she has them. She keeps it because I will be leaving for college soon, and she wants to remember me as her baby.
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