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Narrate a personal experience that has caused a deep impression on you . Clearly indicating how it has affected you (350 to 400 words)

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Answered by priyanshuraj2
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My deep personal experience is my mom. She died in an accident when I was 10 years old. There was the time when I went into depression. I was So tensed. I wanted to suicide. I was thinking about her. I was like I was mad.

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Answered by Serinus
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It is one of the worst habits of the children that they hate the food prepared at the home. Like other children, I too had the same habit. I only wanted to have junk food and the food from the hotels and the restaurants. I simply used to decline to eat the homemade food. Everyone in my family was sick of my habit. Once I and my elder brother were alone at home. It was after an hour that we noticed that my mistake we have been locked inside the house. We tried a lot but to no avail. We were hungry since morning and wanted to eat but we were unable to go outside. Until evening we tried but we failed. When we went in the kitchen we found that mother had kept chappati and dal. I hated that food but at that point in time, I had no options left. Both of us decided to eat whatever we can find at that time. It was from that day onwards I understood the importance of food and stooped to throw tantrums on selecting things to eat. It is one of the worst habits of the children that they hate the food prepared at the home. Like other children, I too had the same habit. I only wanted to have junk food and the food from the hotels and the restaurants. I simply used to decline to eat the homemade food. Everyone in my family was sick of my habit. Once I and my elder brother were alone at home. It was after an hour that we noticed that my mistake we have been locked inside the house. We tried a lot but to no avail. We were hungry since morning and wanted to eat but we were unable to go outside. Until evening we tried but we failed. When we went in the kitchen we found that mother had kept chappati and dal. I hated that food but at that point in time, I had no options left. Both of us decided to eat whatever we can find at that time. It was from that day onwards I understood the importance of food and stooped to throw tantrums on selecting things to eat.

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