Meeting the Prince of Mischief At a young age, I'm always thankful for my parents who are always there to give me love and care. They're the one who taught me first how to love. And as their daughter, I will give them the love and happiness they deserve. They told me that I'm their happiness and that as long as I am happy it will make them happy too. And so, I will do my best to be the best daughter they can have. I will obey and respect them no matter what. "Hera." Mom's soothing voice called me. "Mom." I smiled as she walked towards my direction. I am sitting on a school bench waiting for her to pick me up. I'm in my fourth grade in this exclusive school. "Did you wait long?" she asked as she gave me a warm embrace and a kiss in both of my cheeks. "No, momma." I replied enthusiastically. I love my mom so much. She's so pretty with her long curly hair, almond eyes, long eyelashes and porcelain skin. And most of all, she's the kindest and the best mother in the world.
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