he reason why, you ask? My mother chose to wake up every single day just to make me my very own healthy, but tasty, lunch. How about siblings? My parents always tell me that they yearn to see their own brothers' and sisters' faces, if even just for a moment. They tell me how they too were like us: they'd tease one another and fight a lot when they were all young, and then, slowly, but surely, everyone got married and started living in different houses. I then realize the true importance of family: I have someone to go home to and talk to and relate to and tease; I have someone to tell all of my problems to; I have to someone to answer most, if not all, of my questions. But, do we ever think of that one kid who's an only child or those 3 children of a single parent?
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