My hero is......

My hero would have to be my mother. She practically raised her 5 children and my 4 cousins by herself. My father was a very bad alcoholic, so not much help came from him. She is a very headstrong, independent, and self-motivated person. I've seen her open up the cabinets, where I thought there was no food, and pull out a 3 course meal. There isn't anything I don't think she can't do.
Another reason she is my hero is because there is no one in the world I would rather look up to. She has worked for everything she has had in life, and nothing has ever came easy for her. Although she may have struggled, she always put on a smile and never let us kids see.

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