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Today is the day that I was born, normally it was celebrated every year without fail. The year that my mum died, my dad threw me the biggest celebration with a firework display that could be seen throughout New York, he said that my mum would be watching from above and she would be very disappointed if he didn’t do anything special but deep down I knew that he was just doing it so I don’t miss her on my special day.
However this is the year when